She'd heard about the catacombs that honeycombed under the city, of course. But it was sheer accident that cause Fred to stumble across one of the actual entry points into them. The foundation of their apartment building was clearly old, and obviously parts of a previous structure still lingered in the basement. She'd merely been curious to explore the place they currently identified as home.

The passageway was dark and dawn, and nearly concealed by the crates and boxes stacked in front of it. Still, Fred expected part of herself would never shake her ability to sense more now. An expansion of space. The cool and the hidden that hopefully lead to security.

It only took Fred a few steps to sort out just what she'd found. And a few more hours where curiosity clearly ruled all else. But after a while, it struck her that she might be both in need of a few supplies?

And company.

Carefully tracing her way back, she headed upstairs in search of Wesley.