[Confirmation. The words sit there in his mind, points of focus, staring but speaking by their conglomeration. He can feel them there above, could walk to him if just the bars would open and his balance would hold out.]
[He thinks hard on the door.]
Earlier, Enoch—he said—
[He's so tired, but he pushes against it. It's too important.]
Trapdoor. Under... under the... table? I don't know what table. It's not looking at me.
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[Confirmation. The words sit there in his mind, points of focus, staring but speaking by their conglomeration. He can feel them there above, could walk to him if just the bars would open and his balance would hold out.]
[He thinks hard on the door.]
Earlier, Enoch—he said—
[He's so tired, but he pushes against it. It's too important.]
Trapdoor. Under... under the... table? I don't know what table. It's not looking at me.