"The situation doesn't look good."
Vanessa's expression grew serious.
She gave a rough account of the situation with the Ratway and the Fog Horn Fraternity, mentioning her suspicions as well.
"Rewriting history... was this the Rose Cross's doing? Or was the Ratway unusual to begin with?" Everyone in the room fell into thought.
"Actually, I'm more curious about the Fog Horn Fraternity's situation. They really do only have low-ranking Supernatural people, yet they've managed to evade the Night Watch Bureau's repeated searches." "Why don't we look into it?"
"How?"
Allen thought for a moment, then said, "I work for the Factory Guard, so I know where a few Fog Horn members work. I can ask how they've been doing." "Would that be risky?"
"Just asking around should be fine. I'll only ask whether they've been coming to work as usual, nothing more."
Dorothea raised her hand too. "The factory has been compiling information on the workers lately. I can use the opportunity to get in touch with the workers-not just the Fog Horn Fraternity members, but our believers too!"
Vanessa was delighted to hear that.
They had so few opportunities to contact the other believers now. Never mind gatherings-even exchanging a few extra words might draw someone's attention. If Dorothea could use this opportunity to reach out, they could learn how the believers were doing and perhaps even reestablish covert contact. As for whether this would draw the attention of the Night Watch Bureau's [The Thinker], Vanessa wasn't sure. She planned to ask Eleanor first.
They still knew far too little about this Difference Engine that computed the world.
How to contact Eleanor should have required careful consideration, but Vanessa hadn't expected them to meet in a dream that very night. When Vanessa opened her eyes in the dream and