The Journey of an Ou

The ceiling fan whirred feebly, emitting a grating groan as it struggled to turn. Pushing open the door, Heather's gaze fell upon the figure behind the counter.,“This is a rundown place, looking utterly impoverished. Well, I suppose it's to be expected in a desolate mountain town.”,On both moral and practical grounds, he wouldn't stand idly by while Old Jack and this groundskeeper named Haze died before his eyes.。