"Don't spread your disease here, you homeless rat," he said to her.
Neera noted the store, and memorized the man's voice, promising to deal with him when she returned.
She took a long alley down to a road opening to the front of an abandoned building. Neera stared up at the horror, dilapidated roof, windows gaping like soulless eyes, and the front door that creaked with an ominous sound. The building was a welcome to the rest of the street's view, it was quieter, and lonelier, and even animals didn't skitter by.
She stopped and looked around, now wishing Lydia had been more specific with her directions. It looked like she was being swallowed into a labyrinth of creepy houses and occasional haggard men who stared her up and down. She was sure she was going to be robbed by one or two of them on her return back.
When Neera turned, Lydia was in front of her.
Neera jumped back in fright. "How did you get here?"
