And was that human trapped inside his house with a knotted tattoo on his back? No, but this couldn't be a coincidence. Yet I still didn't know how they were related.

I left this room and headed for the next, but the only things inside it were toppled bricks on one half of the room and a lone child-sized shoe on the other. The odd combination skittered up the nerves along my back. No symbols marked the walls, so I headed for the stairs leading to the first floor. ...