Susan left the apartment, umbrella in hand, and when she stepped onto the sidewalk, she could sense that someone was watching her. It was Paul, she was sure. She could feel his growl of evil erupt from the bowels of the city. There were forces at play in this event of which she was unaware. The city grumbled beneath the streets. Susan thought it was the subway.
She traced her steps to Central Park, on her way to find Bishop.