C37 What a Good Autumn!

The hostess remained noncommittal, wearily waving her hand as she spoke, "You're both clever and foolish. There are some questions that shouldn't be asked so carelessly. Off you go, I need to rest."

The lights dimmed behind Horace, and the enigmatic woman vanished into the darkness. The door closed slowly, a palpable sense of desolation seeping through the crack, sending a chill down his spine