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Stand up and find out what’s in the corner…

As you start to get up, your head feels like it’s being beaten by a Speaker of Tambor, of the savage men of the east who communicate in an instant between mountains with their massive drums. You curse and reel to the side. The gurgling suddenly stops. The shape becomes a man and you see him stand and smooth out his shendyt. “Ye’re awake are you now!” he bellows.

“Who the bloody hell are you?” you ask as you slowly check your limbs for breaks, cuts, and hidden weapons, finding none of any. In fact, you appear to be naked.

“Ohhhh!” the man says sarcastically. He’s obviously still drunk. “He wants to know my name NOW does he. Well feck off. You’ve been trouble enough and that’s all you’ll get from me.” He slumps down and seems to pass out, and you can see now that he’s holding onto a barred door.

You slap yourself in the face, hard, again. Through the redness in your vision you know where you are now: a cell. Aside from the man slumped while hanging onto the door, the room appears to be entirely barren with a rock alcove for sleeping and a grated pit in the floor for a toilet. You can see nothing out the door.