Oliver's nose wrinkled at the smell of the stagnant water. "This place must've been abandoned for a long time, but there's barely any dust."
He frowned at how it seemed like he wouldn't be able to use the bed. He had been looking forward to not have to sleep on the floor.
"Maybe they're busy with something else," Oliver guessed. "That or it was purely by chance. Maybe that one just happened to see you while doing something else?"
Oliver swallowed at the idea of such a huge, powerful dragon finding them.
"Well, he hasn't found you," he pointed out. "None of them have. And those two that did find you can't really tell anyone where you are, right?"
Oliver followed Jenna into the house. He kept close to her as he peered into rooms.
"Whatever spooky stuff is going on, I don't think it got in here," he said with relief. "Maybe we're safe."
"Well, think about this," Oliver said. "You just took out two of their dragons at the same time. Sure you got injured, but you won. That means you can fight back."
"Well, for now, they don't know you're here, or they would've sent another attack by now," Oliver pointed out. "Take time to heal and then we can worry about all that."
"Politicians are pretty crazy," Oliver said, shrugging. "They'll do anything for power, from what I've seen. Maybe that includes whatever happened here."
"Maybe there's more of our city in this world," Oliver guessed. Then his eyes widened. "Maybe... maybe this isn't a different world. Maybe this is the future...?"