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Suddenly, shouts coh the wooden walls They're followed by a bloodcurdling screa" I replace the cheese and stand, eyes on my bare feet I'd rather have on tennis shoes if I have to h the contents of the wagon A hooded cloak hangs on one wall, along with boots that are far too large forbeneath the pillows on ht sat and rifle through the satchels and pouches tucked along one side

Opening a leather pouch, I gasp A living bird is shoved into the s!" I carefully push a hand into the bag and coh roo The satchel is s him out, I set him on the tray with food and watch hiot to be the fattest bird I've ever seen" I don't think it can fly, but o through another bag and find food rations The third satchel is filled with knives and throwing stars

The bird chirps atat peace," I on I' for or even what to do if I find sos are deep and filled hat look like wooden casino chips, a fors on thes so fine, I don't kno they were done by hand I decide to keep several in case I needhere then close the satchel