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We rushed into the baseross, creepy, you&039;ve-seen-this-in-every-horror-uys and bad guys, and don&039;t get me started on the tunnel system Yeah Tunnel system I&039;d told Sinclair I felt like I was in a Roadrunner cartoon, but sometimes it was otten aith stealing the Book of the Dead if it wasn&039;t for you th and width of the house, which was a any way you looked at it The ed down the stairs, down a couple of hallways, past the kitchen (I could see someone in there but ere in too much of a hurry to slon), down looured theyhi we had more than one, and we did But I could honestly say I didn&039;t know all that much about itI disliked the baseood ever comes from the attic!) I was able to count on one hand the number of times I&039;d ventured down there, and that was the way I hoped to keep it

Anyway, the wine cellars were solidly built, cool (but not damp or chilly), and best of all, they had enormous heavy wooden doors with old-fashioned bolts Bolts! Like it was a eon! Three of the, ever), each as thick as my wrist What the previous owners needed bolts on the outside for I didn&039;t know and didn&039;t want to know

It was a pretty good place to keep an insane, and insanely strong, vaht rolls of duct tape, he had the bolts (three!) to contend with It likely wouldn&039;t keep hih for soh up the old standby: "Look out! He&039;s getting away!"

And I kneas I knew it We hadn&039;t coh into the baseing half off its hinges I knew the door would be s nearby, unconscious or dead, and e ventured into the room itself, we&039;d see splinters of chair and shreds of duct tape We&039;d stare at each other in dismay and wonder hoe could have been so stupid

It would be like every movie that ever had a villain trussed in a corner ("Nobody puts Villain in the corner"), except that unlike poor unsuspecting fictional characters, I should have known better The villain would wait until there was sufficient distraction (like the heroine roaring off to see herabruptly out of touch with the hoht and then went to hell), then escape just long enough to fuck things up all the way around Then, recapture Then defeat But all too late to undo whatever it was the bad guy did while he was unfettered

So, as we rushed around a corner, I already knehat to expect, was already pissed atsuch a movie cliche dumbass

In fact, I was so sure of e&039;d find, I ran into the closed and bolted door so hard I gave rayed out for a h for me to think about what a pleasant surprise it was, about how the ht, that I should have had more faith in my roommates, that

that

(Ow)