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“There’s a guy near the entrance screaming at one of the soldiers. Sounds pissed.” She noticed your right hand lift slightly. She got the message, grabbing hold of you and helping you glide besides her, leaving the ramp untouched.
“Angry? You sure about that?” The tunnel was bigger than expected. Several meters wide and tall. Getting back without the ramp would be tricky, but not impossible.
“Yep, pretty sure. At least I learned a few new swear words.” You could hear the smirk in her voice.
You hadn’t been spotted, but the distractions you had used definitely stirred the pot. Glancing up, you saw sparks shooting from a cable supporting the ramp, a fresh set of small holes punched clean through it. Good thing you didn’t use it. Was it even working in the first place?
As you landed, the space around you seemed to expand. The tunnels stretched far wider, their dark-green metallic sheen giving them a cold and sterile look. Far prettier and cleaner than the ones in your headquarters, but the air here felt… off.
“I don’t like this place.” Shelly muttered behind you, her hand gripping your shoulder as she landed. Back again to normal movement. Finally.
“Me neither, but that’s how it is.” You started walking forward into this labyrinth. You spotted countless turns vanishing into the distance. This place almost felt like a hangar connected to an extensive labyrinth of tunnels. “Looks like the Spider’s intel was right, after all.”
“What intel?” Shelly kept glancing back, always on guard. You could tell from the tightness of her grip.
“That the Black Sheep had a network of tunnels, complete with hidden rooms spread across the city. Mostly concentrated in this district, of course. This is where they store valuables, conduct business, smuggle things in and out of, and whatever else they do down here.”
Shelly kept quiet, looking forward. “Any more useful info you forgot to tell me?” She pushed you forward a little bit, urging you to move. Was she mad again?
“No, nothing concrete. This was just a rumor I wanted to verify. And, well… here we are.” You hesitated for a moment. “Are you… alright?” You never meant to keep her in the dark, but some things were meant only for those in your position. Things you’d eventually show her back at base.
She exhaled, obviously tired. “Yeah, sorry again. I’m just still hungry, and my headache hasn’t gone away.”
