He himself made his way down to the cellar, and now without his invisible friend he had to keep to the shadows so he wasn't seen by anyone else. He moved to get the door open, his eyes closed. He focused on twisting the lock open.

He looked over at the young man, spirit, then at the slaves. "We are all getting out of here. Every last one of us. So follow me, and keep close." He nodded his head, before he opened the cellar door, and led them out into the darkened alley behind his home. He bit his lip, holding his hand so he could listen, but no one was out there.

He nodded to Compassion, and led them up into the street, and back into the alley.