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Emral looks at the green bottles on the last rack.
The glass now deformed and melted from the flaming sphere. The corks are blackened and crisped.
Inside, the contents still boil, a foam at the surface.
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Malak finds nothing in row 1.
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Keep searching
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achiriaco wrote:
Keep searching
Malak finds nothing else, he believes the single secret tunnel to the dome to be the only hidden spaces in the cellar.
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Ok. Emril, do you want to get out of here?
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Emral nods. “Let’s go.”
Emral follows malak to the opening near the stairs.
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Emral shines his lantern up the narrow steep stairwell within the wall.
Even from down here you both can see the deep gouges on the inside of the door above.
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Inspect the gouges
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Climbing the stairs. Malak sees old dried blood all over the backside of the door.
There are strips of torn dehydrated flesh hanging in tendrils from ripped wood splinters.
Small, broken fingernails are embedded in the deep gouges...
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“They were trapped down here and tried to get out. Was this before they were skeletons?”
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Go to the door
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You are already at the door, inspecting the gouges.
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Open the door
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There's no handle.
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Push the door
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Or, I move out of the way so Emril can burn it down, Or pry it with his sword.
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It doesn't budge. You recall it swung inward.
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Ok. Hinges?
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There are no visiblehinges.
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If it swung inward there has to be hinges. I look again