Shaun then explained, "If that person is holding Penny hostage, then he or she isn't going to care that we're here. Penny might just die if the person loses their mind in a fit of anger. We need to find her-and fast!"

Monica nodded, assuring them that she would not be giving such ludicrous ideas anymore. She remembered the howling wings, the shifting rocks, and more importantly, something that sounded like trash

cans.

"I remember a place with garbage sorting boxes enclosed by iron sheets. That must be what I heard! I don't know how I bumped into it, but I remember a very distinctive box-like sound."

Monica might have missed that detail under normal circumstances because it was just a small sound. Given the nature of the emergency, she remembered it vividly and could even tell that it sounded like that of a trash can.

The producer pointed in that direction with a stern expression. They were all familiar with

so grave to happen under such

Penny, the better. Things are

director and producer headed in the same direction while Monica followed Lucas

if you're frightened, you mustn't scream or alert anyone. Am I clear?" Lucas's condescending tone unnerved Monica slightly, but

understand, Mister Lucas,"

to stay absolutely calm,

of darkness, she carefully moved her numb feet and attempted to relocate to a

and the noise made her stand

me, I would've promised to make it quick. But you didn't listen. You've wasted so much of my time searching for you, so I

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