Cassandra : Chapter 2 - the rest of it at leastRemedies (continued)
Some time had passed since the incident in the alley and I had followed the man and the woman, who were carrying Cassandra clumsily between them, to a row of private storage units. The woman unlocked one and the man dragged Cassandra inside. With a resounding crash, the corrugated metal door swung shut, obscuring my view of the inside of the building. I crept to a closer distance and pressed my ear against the cold iron wall. Although I could hear the distinct sound of human voices, I couldn't make out the words from the rumbling echo of the metal. The only holes in the metal were where the walls met, I found one at eye level and looked through. It was like watching television, only terrifyingly real.
The storage unit was filled with wierd chemicals in beakers and test tubes, feathers, furs and strange creatures in jars and display cases. I could see the woman's lips moving as she approached the table of chemicals. She picked one beaker up and shook it from side to