“Then how
are we going to get out?” Fiona asks them as they remove their
cloak. Curly and Mo tumble to the floor beside Larry.
“The Lord
will have an entrance,” they tell her, “But it will be heavily
guarded and could be anything. It may well be the case that the cage
is sealed from without.”
“Then why
is there a corridor that leads straight back. Is that just to
frustrate us.”
“To
frustrate you? I doubt it.” They ponder for a moment, Larry
rubbing his head thoughtfully while Curly scratches his head. Mo
picks his nose in contemplation.
“It will
have a purpose,” they continue, “But like everything with their
lordships, it will be less than obvious.”
