The secretary below was frantically whispering into the mouthpiece of her phone, the lobby empty as the day slowly turns to night. Jason and James awake awhile later and quietly whisper amongst each other, a storm raging outside. 

Enna remains asleep, head tilted toward the cool windows as the pitter patter of rain fills the silence. The soft sounds of claws scratching at the door draw both twins attention awhile later, the soft whine and smell of blood jerking them up to their feet. Slowly both moved until they stood on either side of the door, the repeated sound of scratching ceased as they neared, another pained whine had both reaching a hand to the door and opening it. 

A small white-gray pup sat just a few inches from the door, blood coating it's fur and its breathing was ragged. Both watched as it slumped to its side, the sound of two doors opening down the hall had both turning to Adrian and Enna. 

"Guys. Problem." They murmur quietly,  the tense undertone lining their voices jerks Enna awake. She blinks her heavy eyes and wrinkles her nose at the copper-scent of blood. 

"Isnide, and close the door." She mutters sluggishly, her mind still fuzzy with sleep, both do as told, James closing the door behind James after he gently lifts up the limp pup. Silence fills the air as Enna tries to wake herself up, both twins silently inspecting the pup as it lay quietly and unconscious. 

It didn't feel like a threat, but they couldn't let their guard down. [@SomeoneSomewere]