[Salone]

"Follow!"

Lev shouted, tearing down the street as he let his pants leg go. He reloaded his revolver as he ran, coming to narrower and narrower back alleyways. After a good eight minutes or so, he stopped suddenly. He searched, looking around on the ground before he found what he was looking for. He proceeded to kick the ground violently, shoving dirt this way and that before he uncovered the manhole that he had covered up. He grabbed at one end with his good hand, trying to pry it back open. It was much harder when he couldn't use his head to lift it up.

"You help, yes? I am not the so good at getting into manhole with one arm."