"You may be right," you say. "So much is happening all at once; if there were ever a time for your vision to come to pass, it would be now."
Jordan grins and flashes her fangs. "I knew you'd see it, too. We're in this together, just like old times. It's exciting!"
You keep your eyes trained on the last spot you placed Qui. The shrubs are quiet now. Everything is quiet but the two of you.
"We should get inside and talk to Vivian," Jordan says. "She's probably recovered since I found her. What is Qui even doing?"
"He's being cautious," you say. "Don't you feel that?"
"Feel what?"
"Something feels wrong."
Something changes about Jordan's face, a slight twitch that you've learned to recognize as her utilizing her gifts of heightened senses. "You're right," she whispers. "It's unnaturally quiet here." She looks up toward the front door and stares for a moment. "The door was forced—I can see it clear as day. Hinges broken and everything." She looks back at you and you can see her dilated pupils return to normal. "What should we do? Should we go inside?"