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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 12:50:00 GMT -5
Brandon looks around in the corridor to see if the golden apple would fit in any other places than the hand of the statue.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 12:57:24 GMT -5
Brandon can not find anything in the immediate area which looks like the apple could be placed there.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:03:27 GMT -5
Brandon sighs, maybe he was getting to suspicious of everything. Though he did meet with a dead Maester, so it could not all be in his head. He walked around the halls of Hellholt aimlessly.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 13:05:57 GMT -5
Being aimless, Brandon does not hit anything, although he sees his wandering has taken him to the hallway where he had found the stairs, the crawlspace and the tiny door.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:08:01 GMT -5
Brandon shrugs and look around the area for any small keys before heading up the stairs and crawlspace. He also searches those places for any keys.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 13:14:04 GMT -5
There do not seem to be any small keys, but this is not surprising, since it is a large corridor, and it is difficult to find an object small enough to be held in the palm of one's hand.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:19:11 GMT -5
Brandon get up the stairs and crawl through the crawlspace, looking out for keys as he crawls and additional ways to crawl.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 13:23:55 GMT -5
Once again he finds himself dead-ended by the small man sized door, with its little keyhole.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:26:02 GMT -5
Once again he tries the handle to the door, and knocking.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 13:27:54 GMT -5
There is silence, and than Brandon hears a knock on the other side of the door.
From the end of the crawlspace, one of Brandon's guards yells, "Hey damn it! Come down from there."
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:32:17 GMT -5
"Hello?" Brandon asks through the door, ignoring the guards statement for a while. "You know where I am, I'm not about to loose you or anything if I'm in here!" he yells back.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 13:42:39 GMT -5
There is no answer from behind the door, but some more knocking is heard.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:47:12 GMT -5
"Could you open the door?" he says and knocks back.
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Post by The Stranger on May 9, 2008 13:48:18 GMT -5
There is not reply, only more furious banging.
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Post by Lord Howland Royce on May 9, 2008 13:51:47 GMT -5
Brandon frowns and tries to push the door open with his feet, banging them against the door while laying on his back.
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