Room Eight...a vaulted chamber lit by a single bulb. Someone
knocked a bowl off the table. The crash echoed from the ceiling and whispered
away down the corridors. I broke another on purpose.
"Make sure to take that
with you," I said. "You can never tell when you might need it."
they wanted to know.
"Isn't it obvious?"
Taking a vote among themselves
they went on to...
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