Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25146201-20140304204632/@comment-11457306-20140308014239

Daria froze when she heard a voice outside. Quickly she folded the note back up and tucked it away again. Silently she strapped her boots to her pack with the leather strip which had bound her hands--only yesterday? It seemed longer. She re-slung the pack and looked around for another exit. The porthole was too small. She examined the ceiling. It was solid. Dammit!  She was trapped. She silently crept to the door and listened.