“You lost kid?”

A voice broke through the darkness of the warehouse as a steady pattering of boots begin to make its way over to you. It is slow, methodical, almost radiated confidence as the light shined in Hanlon’s eyes and he grinned at you while crossing his arms.

“You’re quite the long ways from home, what brought you here?”

His eyes seemed to have some kind of glint behind them while looking over your form.