Once the mirror was shut behind them, the passageway was plunged into blackness. They seemed to be inside of the thick walls of the castle, where no light could enter or exit. Anna was quick to light the wand in her hand, which lit the space up like a flare, but only provided a limited circle of visibility as she crawled her way through cramped spaces and around tight, sudden corners. She kept moving, wanting her time in the tiny, dark passage with no windows or air to go as quickly as it possibly could. The fact that, if anything happened, she would literally be trapped within the stone walls of the castle with Todd Maculric was not lost on her. She wasn't even sure how long they'd been in the tunnel, since the crawl was both difficult and monotonous, causing everything to blend  together into blandness and misery. That must have been why the sudden sloping of the ground gave Anna pause – it was a new feature and she wasn't expecting it. She didn't know how far down the bottom of the slope was or might not have been down there, so she slowed down to a crawl, which was practically a stop, and decided to take it nice and easy. Apparently Todd didn't get the memo.

Even with her wand lit it was dark, so getting smacked into, and then getting yelped at – and then getting sexually harassed? -scared the daylights out of her, causing her to shriek. She took a page from Todd's book and shot upward, only to thwack her head on the ceiling of the tunnel seconds after he did.  In response, she rattled off a stream of cusses that would have made your average sailor blush before plopping herself down into a proper sitting position and nursing her new found headache in the only way she knew how – by bringing her hand to her head and awkwardly holding it there as if she actually expected the gesture to help. More cussing followed. 

”I...you okay and all?”

“Fantastic,” she replied sarcastically, holding her lit wand up to better see him in the darkness, “I didn't need those brain cells anyway. I already lost all of the really important ones that time you threw a bloody billiards ball at my face.” There would be no getting over that incident – ever. She removed her hand from her head and shone her wand around the area, trying to get a decent view of what kind of terrain they had ahead of them. “You think this really goes to Hogsmeade?” she asked him. Though there were plenty of rumors that suggested it did, Anna had yet to run into anyone who'd taken the trek first hand before. “It has to, yeah? We've been going too long. If it was gonna spit us out into the castle it would've done it already,” she mused aloud. Her grin was back. “If I knew I was going on a trip I would have brought snacks.”