CHAPTER 71Henk was muttering to himself as he checked over the bundles he had stacked by the main door. Clothes, blankets, food, water, and various other items necessary for survival in the snow-filled mountains — they were survival caches. Together with a couple of tents, there were six in all, one for each of the Keep’s occupants, except Adroyan. He being in some way at the dark heart of events, he could fend for himself. Henk did not pretend to understand what was happening or concern himself with what was to be done about it — that matters were becoming dangerous was all too obvious and so was the solution — flight. Let the others chase after the surveyor; he would make sure that all of them would stand a chance if — when — everything went bad.
What disturbed Henk most was the Keep it
