Utterly Mad

She kept moving, intent on finding out who had done this and dragging them down, unconscious or in the same way they'd done Tobin if necessary. Below, Felicia and several workers were checking on Tobin and finding out what they already knew. He was dead, his mechanical arms twisted into an unrecognizable mass of metal beneath his considerable weight. Catnip took the steps two at a time, ignoring the calls rising from below. She cleared the second landing and had barely made the third when something dropped past her like a stone, vanishing into the gloom like a shadow. There was the impression of a face and a small body, then it was gone.

"They can't survive the fall..." Catnip mumbled, shifting her momentum back down. When she arrived at the first landing again, Felicia and several guards were filing up. Catnip waved them back and shouted "Down! Down! They dropped down! Whoever it is is probably still down there! Let's go!"

The guards didn't need to be told twice, they reversed direction and stormed down, lamps in hand, and began searching the base of the tower. All that night they searched up and down, but they found no trace of anyone else having been on the tower. In the end, it was decided that no one was really sure if they had seen anyone else up there or not. Only Catnip had the natural night vision to say for sure, but who would believe a slave? Tobin's death was for a time written off as an accident, and his duties were split between the remaining specialists.