**Kait**

“I’m sorry we can’t go inside, but there might be residual debris from the most recent cave-in, which your human body wouldn’t be able to stand.”

“No need to apologize,” I say, stepping over a pile of rotting wood. “I like living.”

“Well, I hope you enjoy climbing,” he gestures to the first ladder. Each ladder is nailed to the outer wall, forming a long line of rungs that travel to the top of the building.

“Did you do this?” I ...