"Here you go," Yalvo said, reaching up as he pulled the doors to the cellar open near the back of the kitchen, allowing the treads of light particles to trickle in. "Follow me. I'll show you the way to the sewers." He added, slowly making his way down the flight of stairs that squeaked with each step.
I followed. And in seconds. Rows of wines stacked neatly against one another stood side by side. It was massive, but the kitchen light had seemed more than enough to allow light to flood this cellar.
"The damage is already cleaned up, but do look around. See what you can. There is where we found the brittle fur."
Pointing near another door, I was sure, would lead me further down into the sewer system or possibly the catacombs.
The catacombs and the sewers could potentially lead to the same place. For a catacomb to be under the city, there must be an entire labyrinth down here, connecting to hundreds of points.
