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In the journey to the building, Mike had gifted (Y/N) his jacket, not a word being spoken between them. The two stop behind a wall, peeking out to see the stranger walking along the front of the place. Growling is heard, and a dark gray wolf is made clear to them.
The pair ducks down. "That's not good. That's really not good. Really not good." Mike whispers.
"Yeah, you think?"
(Y/N), Sanatorium Grounds: 01:03
Mike peeks again, spying two wolves, a light one and a dark one, walk beside the man. "Alright. Let's get a closer look."
(Y/N) gives him an incredulous look, grabbing his arm to stop him jumping the wall. "Are you insane? He killed Jess and now has wolves."
"And what do you suggest?" He cocks an eyebrow and she glances over the wall and then back the way they came.
"We go back and get help."
"You play it safe if you want." Mike turns her words against her and her mouth opens slightly, closing again and a look of annoyance flickering.
"You're right." (Y/N) admits through gritted teeth, muttering to herself as she climbs the wall. Dropping the other side, howling can be heard in the background.
"Awesome. Why wouldn't we end up on the creepiest place on planet earth?" Mike jokes, indicating to the 'condemned sign'.
He then removes a covering to a small entrance inside from which they had saw the wolves enter in. "Come on, (Y/N)." He whispers, standing behind her when she crouches down, jumping in.
She grunts pushing a barrel to a position where they can climb to an elevated path. Mike lands beside her, a playful smirk and she clicks her tongue.
"Do not make an inappropriate joke, Munroe."
He holds his hands up, sweeping his hand for her to go first and she clambers up to the path. Balancing along, she then pulls herself through a hole in the floor above.
(Y/N) waits for Mike to join her and they make their way across the floor full of rubble to the next room, stopping outside the door. Mike looks through the hole to the chapel, and, in awe, sees the man treating his wolves.
"Whoa, what the..." He mutters, stepping back and (Y/N) takes his place. He places his arm around her, his arm just skimming her hair and his hand on the door by her head.
She watches the man exit and the wolves leave and wraps her fingers around the handle to find it locked. "We're gonna need a keycard." She realises, tapping the scanner.
Mike holds out his arm for her to take. "Okay, let's go." He says and she glances down at it. "What?" He frowns.
