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 Quickly you take your pack from your shoulders and search its contents for the set of lockpicks. Held together on a small ring of silver the picks are thin rods of hard metal, flattened at their ends and tapered to a short hook point. Although you have had the use of these tools explained to you, the forcing of locks such as these has been something that you have been happiest leaving to others with more skill. On this day however, it must be upon yourself that you must rely.
Carefully you begin to feel out the internal mechanism of the lock. It is of a barrel construction, operated by the depression of a series of small interlinked levers. Under other circumstances it would be a key that would do the job but today it is the careful movement of your lockpicks that must suffice. Wrapped in the heat of the passageway your hands are slick with sweat, the concentration of your task made all the more difficult by the intolerable pounding of the furnace ahead, but by degrees you fathom the lock's secrets and finally turn its mechanism. A sharp satisfying click is all you need to hear before you try the handle.
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This book, and its associated books and other documents in the Chronicles of Arborell series are the intellectual property of the author, Wayne F Densley, and all rights are reserved by him. Windhammer is best viewed at 1024 x 768 resolution. Any questions regarding the Chronicles of Arborell can be answered by emailing the author at densleyw@shoal.net.au
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