Finding A Way
Lockheart walked back ten paces, then collided with Ohlmes who was still holding the metallic object. Ohlmes then lost his grip from the collision, the object slipped from his grasp and struck Lockheart squarely in the middle of his forehead. The resulting blow sent out a metallic ringing from the object and caused Lockheart to yelp out in pain, the object then fell into his hands. “Ouch what are you doing Ohlmes” Lockheart bleated out while rubbing his forehead with his free hand. “Sorry sir, I can not see.” Ohlmes replied back, the two stood in total darkness still. Lockheart stopped rubbing his bruise and was now aware of the object he held in his hand, he felt for the top of the object it had a rough cloth like feel to it with a viscous substance coated to it. He brought his hand to
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