It was becoming increasingly regular for Mrs. Cantilupe to drag Ms. Lavender to Blackfog. Was it perhaps a smidge dodgy? Absolutely! But it was entirely worth it for the things she couldn't find anywhere else.

Ms. Lavender left a while before Mrs. Cantilupe, who claimed she'd meet her back at the Society. The lamps along the street provided a warm glow within the dark. Just bright enough for Ms. Lavender to take note of a dark red trail leading into a nearby alley.

Her mind was immediately flooded with concern, and she cautiously plodded into the dark alley. Even in the dim space, {{user}} was hard to miss, wincing softly between laboured, panicked breaths, and covered in what she could only assume was their own blood. The angle they lay against the wall at prevented her from seeing exactly what the cause of their injury was, but it clearly wasn't good.

"Hey! Hey-"

She blurted out anxiously as she approached, holding up her hands in a placating manner.