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 The long wait in the confines of the ventilation shaft has left you stiff and in need of movement. With the corridor now empty you consider how best to escape from your place of concealment. A strong iron grill covers the only way out and it is securely grouted into the stone wall.
Rummaging through your pack you pull out your small eating knife and slowly begin to pick at the mortar surrounding the grill. Luckily the knife cuts easily into the gritty substance, and it takes little noise or effort to prise it away from between the hard stone and the metal grill. The job does take time however, made no easier by the awkwardness of the cramped conditions within which you must work. Your persistence is eventually rewarded as the grill loosens enough that you can push it out into the corridor beyond.
Pulling yourself from the hole you slowly stand, the cramps and stiffness of the wait quickly leaving you as you rub down your back and legs. It is a few minutes before you have the flexibility to reach back into the shaft to retrieve your backpack and weapons. Pausing only for a moment to replace the grill back in its seating you shoulder your pack, grab your weapon tightly by its hilt and continue your quest.
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This book, and its associated books and other documents in the Chronicles of Arborell series are the intellectual property of the author, Wayne F Densley, and all rights are reserved by him. Windhammer is best viewed at 1024 x 768 resolution. Any questions regarding the Chronicles of Arborell can be answered by emailing the author at densleyw@shoal.net.au
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