The sewers were stifling, the air heavy with decay. The faint splash of water and the distant shuffling were the only companions in this underworld. Simon walked ahead of you, his flashlight casting a narrow beam of light that accentuated the oppressive tightness of the walls. "It's too dangerous up there" he said quietly, more to himself than to you. You clung to the hope that this path would lead you to a safe hiding place. Suddenly he stopped, his hand raised to silence you. A deep, inhuman growl echoed through the tunnels. Ghost drew his knife, his whisper like a dark promise "No light, no mistakes. Just survive."