The hidden room was much larger than any of them had
expected it to be. It could comfortably house all five of them. The room
expanded out and was easily was the size of the ‘cellar’ above it. There were
already a handful of chairs down in the room, along with a large table, but
they would not have fit through the small hole leading into Para’s room,
meaning either they were built down here, or there was another way in. Walker
had taken a quick glance around and found nothing that looked obviously like a
hidden passageway. It was evident that Para had taken down a handful of wooden
walls that would have split up the room. The more Walker thought about it, the
more he was convinced there had to be another way into it…and that it had to have
been used for smuggling people.
Walker quickly pulled out the folder containing the notes
about the mimic stronghold and spread the papers out on the table. Most of the
papers were maps that were marked differently. “Hey, Shade, mind going back
into Para’s room and finding me some tacks and pencils, preferably different
colored ones.”
“Can do.” Shade said before he started to climb back up the
ladder.
“Gorgos…” Walker turned to look at her, “I want you to
lightly knock on the walls surrounding the room. If anywhere sounds…different
than the rest, tell me.”
“Task weird, but easy.” She shrugged at him and started
tapping along the walls listening carefully.
Walker quietly mumbled to himself as he studied the papers
before him. The mimic’s castle was tightly locked down. He grumbled to himself
and shook his head while Shade descended back down into the room, “Found this
here basket that-“ She froze as she saw Gorgos tapping along the walls, “What
are you doing Gorgos?!”
“Walker asked.” Gorgos responded.
“There used to be another way into this place.” Walker told
Shade, “I’m having Gorgos hear if any of the walls seem off.”
“How do you know that?” She responded.
“I’m confident this used to be used for smuggling.” Walker
told her, “No one, not even a shitty smuggler, would bring all of their product
right through their own tavern. There once was another way out.”
Shade shook her head at Walker and sighed, “I thought you
said this used to be filled with gold.” She said while handing over the basket
full of pencils, tacks, and yarn.
