A surreal cast including golems, vampires, Lost Boys, a Green Fairy, The Snow Queen, Saucy Jack romp across Fantastic London in 1888.
“Where are we?”
“This is where you found me,” said Phoebe. “That's where all the Sleepers were.”
She was right. The dungeon he had awoken in was unlit to his right. Another alcove lay at the end, lit and inviting.
“Perhaps we're near the end,” said the scarred man. It sounded ominous, even to him.
He wrapped the blanket tighter round himself and moved on. Phoebe was carrying a couple more over her shoulder. Wasn't she cold?
“Come on,” he said. He wasn't feeling ready for a fight, but he knew that's when fighting had to be done, unless you started the fight yourself. He smiled. At least he would not be wandering around in the dark any longer.
Could do with his boots though.