It was strange to see myself sleeping there. Really strange.
“All shielded,” Tanda said.
Glenda nodded. “Very strong. It should hold. And good job, Skeeve.”
I just nodded. I didn’t need compliments from a woman who left me to rot in a town full of cow food.
“Okay, Skeeve,” Tanda said, “see if you can find that opening.”
I got down on my stomach and crawled partway under the bunk next to where Glenda sat. It looked like a stone wall, just like all the rest of the room. But when I went to touch the wall, my hand went through as if nothing was there.
“A disguised opening,” I said.
I crawled under the bunk and right on through the wall, coming out on the other side. It was pitch black, so I tore a little piece off the bottom of my shirt and used a magik spell to light it. I was in a tunnel that had been cut out of stone. It was just tall enough for me to stand, and not much wider than my shoulders. It clearly hadn’t been used in a long time, if ever. There was an unused torch stuck in a crack in the rocks, so I lit it, tossing to one side my burning piece of shirt.
A moment later Aahz followed, coming through what looked to be solid stone near the floor of the tunnel. Then Glenda, breathing hard, pulled herself into the tunnel and sat with her back against the sidewall, followed almost instantly by Tanda.
“This tunnel is shielded as well,” Tanda said, looking around as she stood. “A shield so old, it might have been here before the castle.”
“I’m impressed,” Glenda said, still sitting on the floor. “How’d you know this was here?”