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“I saw it flee the scene,” Willow replied to Elle’s inquiry, “It melded with one of the sewer pipes and traveled down the tunnel. I have no idea where it could have gone, but…”

She paused for a moment to gather her words, adjusting herself as Helen began to doze off a bit with her head resting on Willow’s shoulder.

“I could explore the sewers well enough on my own,” she began plainly, “no need to open any manholes. I don’t know who would want to come with me, it’s very filthy down there. But we’d have to find a proper entrance if so.”

She really doesn’t have a plan. But jumping blindly into the sewers seemed like an alright place to start. Hopefully someone else chimes in with a better idea - where to start looking, what to bring with them - because Willows was getting too caught up in imagining what they could possibly find down there, and how dangerous it could be.

And what to tell her father, of course.

“Does anyone know the tunnel network very well?”