C58 Roxanne Blackwood again?

When the car screeched to a halt, the vast iron gate outside caught my eye. It stood with its mighty height, holding the people who were gone behind its wings. Eerie silence echoed throughout the area.

I turned to Syl. He sat beside me with my hand in his firm grip. With tense shoulders, his cold blue orbs were set in the distance.

I squeezed his hand. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh