126 - As they tore my rooms apart

I caught a tiny flash of motion in the last crack as the door closed and I turned and scrambled up the ladder. If I was lucky whoever that was... most likely a Mahid... hadn't seen the last of the door close.My breath was caught tight in my throat and I opened my mouth as I climbed, the book bag scraping the back of the shaft. My gloves caught and slipped and I nearly ended up on the bottom of