Kenneth pushed open the door to the Moore House. Very literally. He had to put his shoulder into the door to get it to budge. And what he found was scarcely better. There was barely enough room to move even in the great building. Only one or two rooms worth of space that wasn't taken up with debris or detritus.
"Hello," Gilroy called, his voice hardly echoing through the amount of decay around to soften his already softened and insectoid voice.
Kenneth pushed past the obsticles and deeper into the manor. Longstreet had been silent far too long. The Gand Ball had come and gone without so much as a whisper that Kenneth had heard.
"Hello?" he whimpered again. There had to be someone here.