It won't take long for Marcie to find the specific part of town the guards had warned her about; the tunnels here get a little narrower, doors more frequent and accompanied by narrow stairs in many cases, collectively making up what was probably once a slum. Although the real giveaway is the abundance of cobwebs; at first, exclusive to the corners of the tunnels, but eventually spreading in sheets over the doors and windows and street, covered in dust and wrapped around various human-sized bundles.

Actually, the real giveaway is the soft, feminine voice echoing through the tunnels in a melodic lilt after she's wandered a while.

Who is this serene young maiden
Who enters my domain?
What treasures does she seek within
Save freedom from her pain?
Why does she call to the Weaver
What weight is on her brain?
What grief does she wish to leave her
To never trouble her again?