Down The River Of Memories

It had been well over an hour since this "party", and now was as good a time as any for it to come to an end— they had more than discussed all they needed, and it was the first-ever time that all of Moby's new subjects had met eye-to-eye.

And as they stored all of their belongings, their attentions were drawn towards the mammon who aimlessly walked to the edge of the room, pulling out a certain book off a bookshelf. And suddenly, the entire shelf itself began to move, shift and turn, removing itself to reveal a secret passageway underground. 

'Wait what? How did you do that!?' Regrit was beyond stunned, his mouth unconsciously wide open as he viewed a scene as though it were straight out of a movie. 

'It's a secret path towards my lair, it's specially designed with teleportation in mind.' He explained, almost bragging. 

'Yes, but why is it here!? And how?'