Continuing down the waterway, Alexia touched the sides as she walked through the darkness, making sure the device was still with her. Occasionally she would slip on something slick, yelping out in fright as she steadied herself then would press onward. She had no idea where she was going, but she was certain that if she went the direction her gut told her to go that the work crews were in, she’d find something.<br/><br/>Occasionally she would hear the echoes of voices, from varied directions, and would call out curiously but quietly. She didn’t want to exhaust herself, so she quietly made her way in the dark by feeling along the walls, staying close to it to not fall into the actual run off in the waterway. That’d be too disgusting, even for Alexia being a rebel of the noble class. Part of her was beginning to panic, now in the dark waterway for over an hour at least. Her inner thoughts were racing, frantic almost, and she knew that she could be in serious trouble if something came along and possibly tried to eat her. But there weren’t monsters in the waterway. . . Right?