While Jack figured out where they ended up, Lock, Shock, and Barrel each took a weapon and started to scour the graveyard. It was roughly a hundred yards in any direction, with crypts and tombs scattered around. None of them got more than a few paces before they decided that splitting up wasn't in their best interest and slowly backed away until their group reformed again. "France!" they heard Jack cry, and all three of them jumped in surprise. "How did we get to [i]France[/i]?" "We don't--" Barrel started. "--Know--" Lock continued. "--Jack," Shock finished. "Honest." "We just followed the shadow," they said together. They had [i]maybe[/i] been to France once or twice in their years of trick-or-treating. Most of the time, they traveled to the United States, where the candy was [i]far[/i] more plentiful and the trouble more easy to find. Right now, they had to trust Jack and his experience with other places around the Human World to narrow down their location. Barrel watched Jack pace while Lock and Shock flanked his sides to look for the shadow, their weapons raised. The three of them then turned to Jack as he found the parchment and spoke again. "It's off-season for our act, though, so we all shouldn't try and scare the pants off of anyone we come across." Jack's pacing left his back turned to them. Lock looked to Barrel with a smirk. Barrel in turn gave a mischievous grin to Shock, who had a devious smirk of her own. All three of them then quickly pulled up neutral expressions as Jack's pacing lead him to face them again. "We're just looking for a way back home," he told them. "Sally's smart, she probably went there first before us." The three of them nodded in agreement. "Right, Jack!" Barrel said. "We'll find her, Jack!" Shock promised. "Lead the way, Jack!" Lock said. They climbed back into the bathtub, pulled on their masks, and followed Jack into the streets of Paris. The sun was almost down, and the shadows much longer than before. Many of the streets were empty as the citizens turned into their homes. In a time where there were no streets lights on every corner, and only a stray lantern, torch, or candle in the window to provide any light, many citizens preferred to be in the safety of their homes rather than risk being on the streets at night. Still, a few shopkeepers took in the last of their wares, a few stray citizens made their way home, and the braver ones headed to taverns in the last dregs of twilight. If the Halloween Town crew were careful, they could duck into nearby alleys or hide in shadows to avoid being seen. As they searched, though, the shadow thing never left their thoughts, and it wasn't lost on the trio that [i]any[/i] shadow here could hide it.