The Muscle Sprouts, thoroughly convinced by the clever approach, flexed one final time before leaping onto the conveyor belt mechanism. Their powerful legs pumped furiously, their leafy muscles rippling as they began running at full speed. The ancient machinery groaned and creaked to life.
Tim, Matilda, and Eric barely had time to scramble into the elevator before it lurched upward with alarming velocity. The wind whipped through the shaft, blowing their hair back dramatically as they shot toward the upper levels of the Capicombital. They were heading straight into the hornet's nest: Tightee Town, with its Cockamamie Subterraney Miscellany Novelty Shop, the Underground Sound record label, the scene of the Town Hall's fall, and whatever else their investigation might uncover in the winding tunnels above.
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Eric and Matilda hugged each other tightly as the elevator rocketed upward, both of them thinking of Gregory Schreck sitting alone in that holding cell, waiting for someone to prove his innocence. Tim gripped the elevator railing, their detective's instincts tingling. They were getting close now... they could feel it.
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