Chapter 10:
The stench of raw sewage blocked out any chance of Kennedy catching a whiff of magic while the pair worked through the tiny space. Kennedy needed to remain horizontal to the pipe or be covered in filth, the space between the top and the surface was so tight, Tom had to lie on Kennedy’s back to fit.
They drifted at the slowest possible speed, concentrating on staying above the muck. It took all her concentration to maintain her level and the small amount of light. Hopefully, the stone walls of the sewer would shield them from detection. If the bugs or rats attacked here, it would be over before it started.
Tom let out a soft meow, and Kennedy heard, There is a ladder here. We need to go up.
It took some work, but with several attempts at different contortions and machination
