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Soon after night fell on the city, Lyger made his way back to the French Quarter alley where he had last encountered the missing boy, Johnny Ellis. After prying the manhole cover from its setting, he finally descended into the sewers below the street. However, as his eyes adjusted, he realized something wasn’t right. 

He wasn’t in a sewer.

Instead of the narrow, claustrophobic confines of a normal sewer, he found himself standing in a vast underground labyrinth with high arching walls and a wide walkway. 

“I don’t believe it.” Lyger said into his comm. Set.

“What is it?” Harry’s voice echoed back in his ears.

“This isn’t a part of the sewer system, it’s almost like someone built a city under Lost Haven.” Lyger answered with amazement in his voice.

“Interesting.” Harry replied. “I heard rumors that the city had built something like this after World War II in the event of a nuclear strike. The hope was that the city’s best and brightest could survive there until it was safe to return to the surface. But it was always just that, a rumor.” 

“Apparently not.” Lyger said as he continued to a cross section. 

The path before him had collapsed in on itself, forcing him to turn to the right. Here, the corridor was divided by a stream of sewer water in the middle, leaving the walkway far narrower than the previous path. 

As he began to travel down the new path, he soon knew that he was headed in the right direction. Laying on the ground several feet in front of him, he saw still glowing ember of a half smoked cigarette. 

“Someone’s been here, recently.” Lyger said into the comm. as he knelt to examine the cigarette. Then, just as he straightened up and began making his way further down the corridor, he suddenly began to get the feeling that he was being watched. 

As he continued ahead, he took a moment to look around, and satisfied that he was indeed alone, proceeded. He had followed the cavernous corridor for what must have been several blocks before he knew for sure that he was on the right path. Just ahead, he could see lights emanating from what appeared to be an alleyway that led away from the main corridor. 

Then he heard voices.

Children’s voices. 

He could hear children of varying ages chattering amongst themselves. It was at this point that he realized that he had indeed found the missing children. However, the children were not the only ones there. As Lyger approached the light, a cold chill ran down his spine. 

Indeed he had found the children, most of who were bound to the walls or in cages that were spread out throughout the chamber. The chamber itself was a relatively small area of stone floor, which was encircled by what could best be described as a moat. 

In the center of the chamber, there stood a vision right out of a bad horror movie. A pale man, whose skin seemed almost as white as snow. He was dressed from head to toe in black, which was a startling and almost unsettling contrast to his pale pallor. His long black duster, as well as the black bowler which adorned his head made him look to be an imposing figure, however, the thing that stood out most about this man, was his eyes, which were as black as night. There was no white, no iris…just a black void. He had only seen such a thing once before…the night he had found out about Addie. 

The night he came face to face for the first time with a Dark Possessed. 

“Harry, I found the kids.” Lyger said as he began to make his way toward the children and the dark figure. “Put in a call to the LHPD, send them to—“he was cut off as there was a splashing sound just to his side, and a pair of powerful arms grabbed him and lifted him high into the air, and then sent crashing into the ground. 

The sudden impact had momentarily stunned him, however, as he looked up into the face of his attacker, he was shocked by what he saw. His assailant had been neither man nor beast, but something belonging to both worlds. And as the thing smiled down at him, flashing rows of razor sharp teeth, Lyger knew that he could very well be looking at Death himself.

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