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iopenthingsAfter her confrontation with the Marquis, Door realized that she was no more than half a mile away from Down Street. That half a mile took her nearly an hour, as her walking was slow and laboured and she had to stop and rest every few minutes.
Once she was in Down Street, she stumbled down the endless stairs, barely noticing when she squelched into the mud at the bottom. In a daze, she pulled the boar out of her pocket and followed it through the labyrinth. Whether she was there for an hour or a day, she had no idea.
She finally came to her senses when she found herself facing the door to Islington's Lair.
Once she was in Down Street, she stumbled down the endless stairs, barely noticing when she squelched into the mud at the bottom. In a daze, she pulled the boar out of her pocket and followed it through the labyrinth. Whether she was there for an hour or a day, she had no idea.
She finally came to her senses when she found herself facing the door to Islington's Lair.
