APOLLO HAST DROPPETHD ME DOWN A SEWER GRATE. TIS BITTER COLD AND I FEARETH I SHALL NOT LASTETH TIL MORNING.

...On purpose?

hath thee descendeth down the sewers alongside thine fellow, dearest arrow?

I CANNOT FATHOM WHY IT WOULD BE ON PURPOSE. YET I FEAR IT IS SO.

I HAVE DESCENDED BY ONLY MYSELF AND FEAR NO ONE WILL PULLETH ME BACK TO THE OVERGROUND. I LIVETH HERE NOW AND SHALL RECITE PROPHETIC WISDOM TO THE RATS.

Truly the rats shall be all the wiser for it.

FIE! A RAT HAST TAKEN A BITETH OUT OF MINE OWN FLETCHING.THE SEWERS ART NOT VALOROUS. I PRAY APOLLO SHALL USETH THE "FINDETH MINE OWN ARROW" APP IMMEDIATELY.

Apollo here! I may take a while, pretty occupied in exploring...
(NO I DIDNT GET LOST!)

THOU WOULDST JOURNEY HENCE WITHOUT ME, LESTER? THOU SHALT SOON REALIZE THOU ART IN DIRE NEED OF MINE WISDOM. THOU ART LOST BECAUSE THY ARROW ALONE KNOWS THE WAY.

Im sorry I ever doubted you AOD its been like a month and I'm still lost