"S-Sir…"
"What is it? Where is my fox?!" Snapped Xander.
"W-Well we couldn't locate him on the premises, sir. He seems to have escaped through a passageway into the sewers…sir." Mumbled the officer.
"Well…? What are you waiting for? Go after him!" Cried the elder male. The officer gave a quick nod and hurried off.

Xander mumbled to himself, alone.
"Can't get good help these days… I'm going to catch this heathen bastard, I swear it." Vowed Xander, still playing with something in his pocket. "No Ark'then are going to roam my streets and get away with it." He stopped his incessant fiddling and brought the object out of his pocket. He looked down at it.

It was a simple silver ring, just smaller than ones palm. Inside the circle was a silver hourglass, engraved with falling sand so that it looked the same from either side. Words were etched on the outside of the ring.
Synthec. Belloanu. Florei. Tor.
He brought it to his lips and closed his eyes.
"Svorec ah tey… Rapture in servitude." He moved after the other officer.

Tails landed with a splash. He slipped the second his foot touched the ground and fell face first into muck. He dry reached, or at least he would have if his mouth wasn't submerged in filth. Remembering the situation, he set aside the thought of what he was lying in and pushed himself to his feet. He wiped his mouth with a clean part of his arm and set off at a run.

Little passed through Tails' mind. All he knew was to run, to escape. To wait was to be captured and that was not an option. He kept his eyes centred just above the bobbing torch light. Normally the darkness of the never ending corridor would have frightened him but, at this moment in time, although he still felt a stifling claustrophobia, it wasn't an urgent terror, a fear in ignorance. He was focused on placing one foot after the other, shrugging off the tricks his mind played on him, taking them as merely that.

He came to an intersection and halted for a moment, catching his breath. Tails scanned the three different passageways, they all looked alike to him. He sighed.
"Sonic…" His ear swivelled and he spun around, having enough common sense to muffle the torch in the same movement. He could hear the faint sounds of shoes splashing in water but he could not see a anything past five feet without his flashlight illuminating the way, and he dared not do that. He waited a moment, heart thumping, until a pinprick of light popped into existence in front of him. He decided it was time to leave. He quickly chose a tunnel and sped off.