[Lilia]

We reached the house, and Val preceded me into walking down the patio as he pulled out something in his pocket, which turned out to be a bunch of jingling keys. He opened the door, and I followed closely behind him. However, what greeted me caused my jaw to unhinge.

As simple as it looked on the outside, this wasn’t just a house. Instead of picture frames, there were rows of firearms hung up on the wall. There was a long table placed in the center, and instead of vases and flowers, ...