Auburn

The trio crept into the gloomy, melancholy, reptile house, being careful to stop their feet from squeaking on the dark, grubby tiles that covered the floor. Thick shadows blanketed the far corners of the room, and creeped around the mysterious corridors, spreading out as if it was following them. Emma gulped and glanced in every corner of the reptile house, and looked ahead, her mind on the alert. It almost seemed as if the shadows were creeping over them, trying to pull them further into the surrounding darkness, making them feel cold, isolated, and petrified. Mort's eyes were wide with pure...

"Your Identification please, mister Barker," the female on the counter commanded. 

Damion reached into a pocket in his leather koti, jacket for a plastic ID card, setting it gently on the desk. 

"Certifications?"

Damion sighed, getting several rolls of paper. 

The lady at the counter took a look at each and every form set on her desk, scanning the bar codes and typing away at her keyboard with scrutiny. She first looked at the ID card, the black text kusoma "Todd Barker", and a non-smiling face stared back at her. She looked at the certifications as well. Her plump figure was clad in all black, with...