The Warehouse

“North is Canada," she reminded him, seeing as they were relatively close to the border. "I figured a nice drive along Pacific Coast Highway, park on the beach a few nights, get some sand and sun. We need color. If we were any paler, someone would come, bottle us up and stick us in the Warehouse!"

"The Warehouse" was actually more of a pocket dimension than it was a physical building with walls and windows. It had various access points throughout the world and was a repository of sorts for cursed and magical items. It was also one of the many places Mathias couldn’t get into, which Cyd knew was yet another thorn in his side.

“Aren’t you a little sick of the rain yet?” She teased. “Come on, you can be just as broody drinking beer on the beach as you can sitting hear listening to rain on the roof.”