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"If none mourn," Orphic said quietly, "perhaps the destruction should not be met with sadness. I won't be sad to see it gone."

"No. More lost knowledge staying lost."

"Hallie, we have to get out of here." The baby started to cry, her screams echoing in the ancient classroom. Hallie stoked the babies head and tried to shush her. "She has good timing that one."

Hallie nodded and continued to shush the baby, and obvious sadness in her sounds. Hallie turned and began to walk towards a small doorway in the back corner of the classroom. She spared a single look for the classroom and then opened the door and stepped through. Orphic followed behind her, the boys weight growing heavier on his arms.

The room that they entered appeared to be a storage closest. Empty glass jars, some broken, seemed to have been placed randomly around the room. Piles of them were in one corner covered in a thick layer of dust and spider webs. In the middle of the floor was a wooden door with a large brass door ring.

"Please, I can't lift it with the baby in my hands. You'll have to put Cyril down. Why hasn't he woken?" Hallie asked almost as though she had spoken her inner thoughts aloud. "It's heavy, but it should open."

"This leads to the sewers?" Orphic asked as he gently placed Cyril down onto an empty area of the floor.

"Yes, waste from the class room, experiments gone wrong, were taken below to be dumped. It makes disposing of dangerous liquid much easier, and safer since one would't have to wander throughout the temple."