Snippet #2713382

Theo watched as she left, running his fingers over the spider-shaped wedding ring he'd been given so many decades ago. Something didn't feel quite right in the house, but none of his magic alarms were going off. He shook his head and picked up a small wooden box from one of the shelves before ushering Adam out of the room.

Depositing the box in his bedroom before locking all of the doors on the upper floor, Theo headed down the stairs, taking them two at a time. It had been a long day, he was ready to have a cup of tea and snuggle with his cat. He whistled three short notes, and soon enough he heard the pitter patter of tiny paws coming down the stairs behind him. Scooping up the animal barely larger than a newborn kitten, he sighed and tried to get his deceased family off of his tired mind.