"There's a locked door somewhere in here." Dinah waved her arm down the corridor. "Someone in the other camp stumbled across it, I guess. And the little figures on the mantel are keys, sometimes. Dean has one." She rubbed at her eyes. "So, assuming there's a door out through that way, maybe..."
Yeah. Maybe. But Dinah was going to hang onto that 'maybe.'
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Re: Camp Two - Main Space
Date: 2013-04-14 06:47 am (UTC)Yeah. Maybe. But Dinah was going to hang onto that 'maybe.'