Mr Wilson is leading the way …
MEANWHILE in the dungeons …
“I tawt I saw a puddty cat … I did, I did!” Barry joked. “Remember that show …?”
“Hush now, Tweety Bird, there’s work to be done!” Katana replied, grateful that Barry couldn’t see her smile.
If he thought his jokes were funny, he’d never stop.
Blocked by a metal grate, freedom for Barry and Katana was so close, yet still so far.
“Yeah come on Barry, help me figure out how I’m garn to get you two out of here …” Dean said, pulling on the grate with all his might.
Up until this point, he’d thought his part of the plan was the easy part.
Frustrated, Dean passed his torch through the grate to Katana and Barry.
“Here, use this and see if there’s anything laying around in there that might help me get you out.”
The only light in the dungeon flickered as if the bulb was coming to the end of its day, but with the help of Dean’s torch, Barry and Katana finally had enough light to explore the shadows around them.
Covered with a layer of crawling damp and mould, their prison definitely looked better in the dark.
Crumpled and scattered everywhere were mounds of dirty clothes and rags that mice and spiders had made their home.
Katana crouched down and peered at something on the ground, as a patch of shadow moved into the torchlight, revealing itself to be Mr Wilson.
With a meow and a flick of his tail, Mr Wilson winked at the orphans, and then darted away from them, up onto one of the mounds.
Jumping higher, the cat leapt from one mound to another before disappearing into thin, stinky sock smelling air.
“I tawt I saw a….” Barry began.
Grabbing his arm and pulling him towards the mounds, Katana said, “We did, we did, now let’s go!”
Following the cat’s path, they climbed up onto the mounds and into what seemed to be an old chute.
Pulling themselves up and out into what they could only assume was a laundry.
It appeared as though no one had used the room for some time.
The windows were dirty and smeared, the lights were shimmering with cobwebs and a cloud of dust hung over everything.
“Oh wow, smart kitty” said Katana as she bent down to stroke the cat’s fluffy back.
Noticing the note still pinned to Mr Wilson’s collar, Katana softly removed it and began reading it out loud to Barry …