They stopped beside a brown building that looked as if it might be made of bricks, and which looked a little shaggy to Lucas's eyes. It had two windows at the front and a black wooden door in the middle of the entrance.
This building was more like a mediaeval merchant's house, it was dark and smoky. Judging by its size, the building had two floors and probably two families could live in it.
"Let's go." Haya nodded his head as he pushed to open the door to enter.
As they went inside, Lucas' eyes widened as he saw what he hadn't expected to see in this place.
From the outside it looked rough, dirty and dark. Large stones and sandstone pillars made up most of the building's outer structure.
It was impossible to see through the closed windows, of course, but the uncomfortable silence inside could be felt outside.
