Sytha stared at the beacon nearby, sort of in a trance from it's bright light. She never seen anything that bright. Shaking out of the awe, Sytha started to make her way to the large building. She made a list in her head to make sure she did everything she was told to do. Warn her family. Check. Take her friend down inside the tunnels. Check. 

Sytha was in deep thought on her way over. It took her a little bit longer since she had to avoid the lake, but she found herself lucky it wasn't too far. She flicked her tongue when she the wall, taking in her surroundings. It was quite beautiful. She was told about trees but she had never seen any this big, only small, dead ones. 

She came around the backside of the house and had to make her way around to where she could find a way in, for the wall was too far to climb. Sytha slithered in between the trees until she came across the mailbox and a path that led to the entrance of the man's lair. She followed the path until she spotted the house and stopped. Sytha hissed quietly when she saw someone on the porch and she his behind one of the trees.