Doc Tanner also handed him the card that had been in the showcase.

It wouldn't help Doc Tanner's always tenuous hold on reality.

Doc Tanner was the last member of the group, someone whom the shaman found disturbing.

Doc Tanner had gone straight to the lock to check that the handle worked.

Doc Tanner took a while longer to reach the surface.

It had been when he'd first met up with Doc Tanner.

The albino boy led the way, followed by the girls and Doc Tanner.

Doc Tanner offered to get down and take a look.

Doc Tanner slept shallow and often, like many old people.

Doc Tanner stood a little more to one side, his shoulders stooped,a defeated old man, waiting for death.