Etcetera had never felt happier to be out in the fresh night air. Quaxo had led her flawlessly through all the twists and turns in the sewer to where the black and white tom-cat had broken in through an old drain. Having travelled far from where Cetty's prison had been, they swiftly backtracked to where Victoria was waiting.

Just when all had begun to feel calm, a scream erupted from the darkness ahead. Quaxo stiffened, and called out, fear and panic lacing his cry-

"Victoria!"

To Etcetera's surprise, Quaxo began to lead her back the way they had come. He stopped a way back, and waited, his ears and nose twitching as his eyes darted from the path ahead to where the entrance to the sewer was. As noble of him as it was to put her safety first, Etcetera wanted to shout at him to go and save Victoria. But Quaxo was smarter than that. What chance did he stand against Macavity alone?

She stood, silently, not knowing what to say, sheer panic wearing down on her composure. Eventually, she couldn't bear it anymore.
"What are we going to do? We need to find Munkustrap!" She shrieked.
Then, out of the darkness- a friendlier dark than that of the sewer- came another blessedly familiar voice.

"No need, Cetty," The young male voice said "you're gonna have to catch up with him, Quaxo, he's already out looking for Vic!"

With an attemptingly reassuring grin and an affectionate stroke of Cetty's arm, Quaxo took off in the direction that his intuition, and love for Vic lead him- back into the deadly lair of Macavity.
Meanwhile, Cetty peered into the shadows, and found the young tom- Tumblebrutus- the owner of the voice. Behind him, in the distance, she saw Electra and Jemima running toward them.

She caught their excited cries

"You're safe! You're safe!"

Tumblebrutus, being very mature for his age, shushed them. Etcetera thought maybe it was the responsibility of being allowed to join in the search party that was making him act this way. Normally, he was the clown of the group- illustrating his name by flipping and jumping about the place. Etcetera knew, it was because they had need of Brutus's good eyesight and climbing skills that he was brought along, but he still seemed proud enough.

Etcetera had the wind knocked out of her by a crushing hug from Jemima, who was promptly added to by Electra. The two cats squeezed Etcetera tight.

"Oh! Cetty! Artemis will be pleased you're ok!" Jemima teased, referring to her little sister. She, meanwhile, pretended to be indifferent.

"Stuff Arti! I'm glad you're Ok!" Electra seemed to have not yet caught on to the joke.

Jemima nudged her, and looked at her pointedly with her wide blue eyes. Electra paused, her bright red features twisted in concentration and then let out a small "Oh..." as she giggled at her silliness. Jemima was the first to notice the absence of her best friend Vic.
"Cetty?... Where's Vic?" She seemed scared to ask.
Electra looked around, also confused.

Cetty looked at her paws, her eyes stinging with fresh tears. Tumblebrutus shifted uncomfortably, and Cetty answered in a quiet, guilty voice;

"Macavity took her...."