You walk through the streets, looking around. A carriage pulled by two gray horses rattles past over the cobblestones. It's dark, and the shadows of the surrounding buildings loom over you. Some are better kept than others, some taller, some newer and more modern. You come to one that has a sign hung over the door which reads 'NEWSBOYS LODGING HOUSE'. Shivering, you glance behind you one last time before knocking. There are footsteps inside, then the heavy wooden door is pulled open, and you are ushered inside... |