Willow Grove

Leroy climbed down and stood up at the bottom. Basil came down after him and peered down an earth hallway tall enough for him to walk straight in, though Leroy had to stoop to get in. “This used to be bigger,” Leroy muttered as he flicked on a flashlight, revealing the passageway. “How did you make this?” asked Basil. “Took me nine years and a big shovel.” Leroy said with a smile. “Oh, and a couple of friends.” He started down, Basil following behind. He could see various other passages coming into it. “This is the main tunnel,” said Leroy. “We’ve got a network of ‘em all over the school, but this is the biggest and leads to our hideout.” “Our?” asked Basil apprehensively. Leroy smiled again. “Our.”