Backtracking a little and finding a few more adjacent hallways brought Zia to where they were then. She figured Len had gone through those paths instead because of the scratches on the ground. When she led the group into a large hall meant for vehicles, she saw Bummer and a few peddlers lying in their blood pools.
Her heart pounded so hard it was the only thing she could hear. She couldn't move her paws, as if to deny the possibility that Len might still be in there… with them. If he could mutilate the peddlers this way, what could he do to them, who were nothing sturdier?
"Miss Zia…" Bummer caught her name from Claude earlier. He slowly lifted his head and gave her a creepy smile. "Where's Claudie?"
