"You guys don't have to follow me if you don't want to," I told Adrian and Melina. The two kids shook their heads fervently, but remained silent. The only sounds for now were the echoes of their footsteps against damp concrete.
Truthfully, I was glad that they were accompanying me. Nothing was more depressing than tramping around alone in the dark, stinky sewers underground. No, seriously. I had played games where I was forced to move through the sewers (the remake of Resident Evil 2, which I had played just last year, came to mind), but actually moving through one in real life? Disgusting. Ugh.
