If darkness had an expression, William was wearing it. He moved off of Doris and made sure she was fully dressed before he let in a desperate Patrick. His face was bright red and she’d never seen his eyes so wide with terror. He moved through the room like a tornado had struck and he had to grab the good stuff before it was ruined.

“We need to go. Now.” Patrick started throwing their things into bags, she noticed his own was already packed by the door.

“What happened?” William grabbed Patrick’s arm to stop his haste.

“I was at the tavern again trying to get some of the folk...