He stood on the rungs as high as he could and tried to see where he was. No light fell through the grate to illuminate his face, but there was light scattered about, and the sound of people moving nearby, walking steadily and talking.
Would they help him if he called out? He shook his head. No doubt, but what will they help me into? I need to see what this is, figure out the situation, not just hope for the best.
His stomach growled and his mouth was dry. Too bad. I’m just going to have to wait for daylight. I’ve been worse off than this. I’m not even hurt. Just a little delay, so I know what’s what. If I don’t like what I see, I can always explore one of the tunnels. In the dark, without a staff or a rope.
It wasn’t an appealing thought. He lowered himself back down to the last interse
