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Sand has blown in and flooded Solo the floor to a foot depth. Thankfully this place isn’t another chamber of horrors. Inside there is little except the rusted frames of objects that were once furniture. The sand shows no sign of recent disturbance, but all the same I scout through the ground floor rooms cautiously, making sure that this place isn’t already occupied, before finally making my way up the eroded steps to the upper floor. I tiptoe around and recon each of the upper rooms. Here too there is no sign of life or any recent visitors. The upper softcore rooms have the same hollow window spaces, with the glass vanished probably centuries ago. Out of the openings there is a drop of twelve feet to the ground. A sandclaw would be unlikely to be able to jump this high, or climb up to surprise me. The sun is below the horizon, it’s darkening rapidly and already getting difficult to see. In the very last room on the upper floor is an unexpected bonus. A steel door is intact, but off its hinges. If I could push it into back place I could seal myself into the room. Anything trying to reach me during the night would have to break through my simple barricade, giving me enough warning that I can jump out the empty window cavity. The door is heavier than it looks, and it makes a terrible scraping noise that must be audible for a quarter of a mile. But I manage to shift it across over the room’s opening, and I feel satisfied. As soon as that’s done exhaustion catches up with me. It was only hours earlier I awoke from unconsciousness to find myself a Rape Runner, japanese but since then I’ve been in a permanent state of fear, with the adrenaline spiking into terror when I so nearly got caught at the pit. My morning appearance on the stage was asian eventful too. Weariness can be permitted in this temporary resting place. 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