"Ever been to the other worlds?" Standing outside the midden sewer latch, I turned to Ophelia with the question.
She'd been alive for much longer than I have and given the nature of her work, she was the most likely person to have been outside our domain.
"Where did that question come from?" Her hands crossed and eyes fixed on the latch, she tilted her slightly in an obvious display of musement.
"Don't ask why, but I'm going outside and since you're who you are, I thought you could give me a couple of heads up," pushing further for an answer, my feet tapped about impatiently, not just for her response, but also the monster that would soon try to escape through the latch.
Taking a deep breath, Ophelia's eyes darted up to the starry night. Gazing at them for a spell, she heaved a heavy sigh and responded.