「Walking closer, Dana examined the scarred and gouged edges of the door. It was as if crowbars had been used in an attempt to pry it open. Scorch marks covered the surface of the door. Dana realized that the marks formed a distinct pattern—they were all crosses. There were so many of them, all overlapped and jumbled, they were almost unrecognizable.Something crackled and burned under Dana’s feet. She knelt down and found that the floor in front of the door was littered with charred garlic skins.Dana stepped back from the door. This was no joke! People had nailed crosses to the door and someone burned them away! The same thing with…
Hm, wonder what she’s up against, here…
Dana, you in danger, girl.」