Once The other was following E didn’t bother to turn around to look at him again. Conversations tended to fall flat because of the lack of voice, and walking and writing on paper was difficult so the best they did was lead and hope they didn’t loose the tag-along. E could only think how grateful they were that silence wasn’t minded.

The floor of the tunnel was soft and taken over by green and soft dirt that was damp but thankfully wasn’t mud quite yet. Nature had taken it and from the light fasting from the lantern their eyes could make out the walls being in a similar state of over growth. 

It wasn’t long before there was light at the end of the tunnel and E pulled a notepad from the pockets in their jacket as they walked. E had every intent to ask questions once they we’re out of the tunnel.

The Repairman looked around, noting the overgrowth. If he had had a slightly different profession, he would’ve seen this as an affront. As he didn’t, he just wondered why this place was apparently abandoned, except for this person.

On that note, where were the two of them going? It wasn’t like he could see much, even with the lantern.

Finally, another source of light appeared. He turned off the gas lamp and began to feel more at ease.

As they moved towards the apparent exit, the inkblot could see the humanoid pull something out of their jacket. He pulled back slightly, thinking this might be the obligatory betrayal. But, no, it was just a note pad. Shrugging to himself, he got back to moving.