Board Thread:Off Topic/@comment-768817-20130826215752/@comment-11457306-20130826223750

Torene's magicka depleted just about the time the doctor's eyes closed and the false symptoms released. She lay absolutely still, watching him out of the corner o fher eye. Her arm burned where he had inserted that vile piece of metal into it. Her heart hammered in her chest and she was braced for the next mental assault from the vampire.

When the Orc began to snore, she rolled onto her stomach and eased her legs down to place her feet on the floor, moving as quietly as possible. She wanted to take the Orc's knife, but did not dare. She was here for information only--though now she was unsure how much good it would do them with the vampire fully aware of her actions.

There appeared to be no other exit from the room than the door she had entered from. One corner of the room was obscured by a curtain. She made her way toward it as quickly and quietly as her hobbled feet would allow and stepped behind it.