Greneth muttered a few choice words under his breath, and kicked the tire of a nearby car for good measure. This wasn't the way the night was supposed to end. The haunted house wasn't supposed to be like that. It waswell, he didn't know what it was supposed to be, but something less exciting than that. Something amusing, that left them laughing all the way home, so that they could walk back to the Executioners' block lost in conversation a conversation they'd have wanted to continue ...