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An hour later, Jon and Trevor were inspecting the ground around another metal manhole set into a grassy knoll, fifty yards outside the city’s wall.
Jon pointed towards the forest. “The tunnel goes for another three hundred yards then opens into the Taramine River. The river is flowing fast after all that rain last week, so I doubt that they will have gone that way, even if they could find a way to open the gating without the key.”
Trevor squatted down and ran some earth through his hands. “No. I think you’re right. People have definitely come out of the manhole here, quite recently.” He looked around himself then his eyes travelled along a line towards the forest edge. He stood up and walked along his line of sight for several yards before reporting, “The footprints are all interming
