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the sacrifice I’ll be making tonight. Can you imagine promising the entire night to Shade?”
    Meghan threw her arms around Raine, and then peered into the hole. The opening began at knee-level, and she had to stretch her legs as she climbed into the tunnels.
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    The framed picture locked into place, and the weak stream of light pouring into the tunnel disappeared. Feeling around, Meghan found the oil lantern she had spotted moments before the door shut. Books of matches were tied to the bottom, and after a few fumbled attempts, a spreading light encircled her. Stone walls formed a cramped semi-circle, with a dark tunnel ahead. The passageway was low enough that Wish had to crouch, and the ceiling nearly grazed her own head.
    “This will make for a grand game of hide-and-seek. Do you think they will find us?” Wish asked, clapping his hands.
    “They can’t find us! We need to get out of here without being seen.” She considered leaving him, but knew the tunnels were complex. She grabbed his hand, pulling him behind her.
    They moved as quickly as possible, given the tight quarters. As the passageway broadened, she picked up the pace, and fortunately, Wish followed her.
    Relief flooded though her. She was really going to escape! She could spend the rest of her trip in London engaged in normal tourist activities.
    And then, Wish began to sing. He not only sang, but bellowed the lyrics, which echoed through the tunnel.
    She clasped her hand over Wish’s mouth. “Shh! They’re going to hear us.”
    He continued singing, the words garbled against her hand. Her mind racing, she stomped on his left foot. It worked. The singing ceased, and Wish hopped around, rubbing his bare toes.
    “What did you do that for?”
    “Your singing was going to lead Lord Killian right to us. If he catches us, he will kill us. I know it isn’t your fault that you’re so loopy, but you need to focus.”
    “No more singing?”
    She began moving quickly again, lantern swinging back and forth. “Not now, anyway. When we’re free and safe, then you can sing as much as you want.”
    The tunnel dead-ended into another corridor. She paused, looked both directions, and rubbed her hand over her face. She saw nothing to indicate which way she should turn.
    Wish hummed to himself.
    “Which way should we turn?” She leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath.
    He continued humming, swaying from side to side.
    Placing her hands on each side of his face, Meghan said, “Wish, I need you to focus. Do you remember which way we turn?”
    He didn’t even look. “Of course, the path out always goes to the right.”
    “Where does the other direction lead?”
    “Why, back to the Underground, silly girl.” He picked her up and twirled.
    Megan’s breathing had slowed, and she had only the slightest hint of a stitch in her side. She turned to the right, hoping Wish had chosen the correct direction. He skipped ahead of her, still wearing his interesting turquoise wings. She struggled to make sense of this strange, underground world. Grown people, in costumes, alternated dancing and partying with dangerous games involving weapons and kidnapping.
    Wish stopped directly in front of her, causing her to trip. His hand caught her before she fell. She listened, but no one seemed to be coming.
    “We need to hurry.” She pulled on him, but he shrugged her off and reached into a rectangular niche near the top of the wall.
    “We’d better go in disguise,” Wish whispered, pulling out a bundle from the hole. He dug around further and pulled out a pair of shoes and a large black cape. He donned them and began to skip down the corridor again with the package and lantern. The small circle of light swayed up and down in rhythm to his skipping.
    Meghan hurried to reach him. Maybe Wish wasn’t useless. She hoped remembering the hidden clothing was a sign he would remember other important things.
    Finally, the passageway opened into one of the large Tube