Retreat! (RP)

Mortals are not especially observant but Benji doesn’t think a hellhound could stroll through a busy tube station unnoticed. The creature must have some other way out of the Underground. Concentrating his search around Hyde Park Corner and the surrounding disused passages, he searches for another path to the surface.

- Benji -

It is strange that such a large dog could roam around the tunnels without being noticed by BTP (British Transport Police) or maintenance workers. Surely someone will have mentioned it? You would have heard, right? And, the last time you encountered it, it seemed pretty 'at home', not like it had just been summoned down here. What it is eating is a question as well, if it had been eating people, you would surely have heard about that, that is a direct danger to your existence here. It seems there may be some larger conspiracy at work?

• Do you find any signs such a 'larger conspiracy'? If so: What?

There aren't any maintained tube lines heading north —not since Green Park behind you. Still, your nose suggests that is the way to go. Maybe you need to break into the service tunnels on that side?

What do you do?

Benji picks up signs of human activity — scent and tracks, mostly— near the entrance to one of the service tunnels, as well as a sharp uptick in traces of the Dog. Someone coming down to feed the Dog maybe? He doesn’t know enough about technology to tell if the security cameras in this section of the tunnel have been tampered with, but he supposes they could have been.
A locked metal gate blocks the entrance to this particular service tunnel. He could just force it open— snap the lock, or the gate off its hinges, whichever gives first— but that will make a lot of noise and he doesn’t want to draw attention to himself… After a bit of thought, he braces his shoulder against the gate and waits for the next train to pass, hoping that the deafening roar of the train will mask the noise of the metal gate being wrenched off its hinges.

- Benji -

The gate pops off its hinges, any noise it might have made completely masked by the sound of the train. This is not the way the dog or its potential feeders were getting to the tracks, the dog could not navigate a lock and key, and this gate has not been used in a long time. However, the tunnel on the other side seems like the right direction, there is more scent of people, a single person or many you can not tell, what with all the train-wafted-body-odor being forced through these tunnels from behind you.

You don't get the feeling anyone is living down here ... aside from the dog, maybe, and even that seems less like it lives here than that it comes down here a few times a day. This is just a feeling, though, based on familiarity with un-lived-in spaces, you could turn out to be wrong in this estimation... especially if what lives down here is not human.

What do you do?

Benji continues following the tunnel, keeping an eye out not just for the dog, but also for any sort of clue as to what exactly’s going on down here. There’s obviously more to this than a runaway hellhound.

He takes care to move as quietly as possible, hoping that if he encounters anyone, or anything, down here, he will hear them coming well before they hear him.