The tunnel walls were soggy here, the brown earth was almost orange and rocks littered their path; once or twice one fell from the roof. A weak sound was reaching them; echoes of someone in pain. The tunnels caught the sounds and amplified them, bouncing agony at them.
Soon they came upon the wounded. A werewolf, a young male who seemed to be in pretty bad shape. A skinny girl dressed in black was next to him, trying to get him on his feet.
“You’re from Elaine?” the guy on the ground groaned.
“The guy is further down. We ran, and he didn’t really follow. He’s showing a girl around, as if it’s some tour or something.”
“Sam!” Julian shouted and ran off.
“Oh for Christ’s sake,” Kati sighed and followed him.
“Thanks,” Aiden yelled back at the two young ones before the whole group took off.“Be careful,” the skinny girl called to them.