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Chapter 16
Everything was strangely silent, even their footsteps were muffled on the stone steps.
No more wind, snow, no thunder, or rain. The sun now out in a cloudless sky and the temperature was quickly climbing.
Mid-level opened to a roof similar to a rampart and as they stepped outside, they saw nothing but puddles from the melted snow. Their jackets once soaked now had steam rising from them as it had quickly become brutally hot.
“Inside before we are fried,” Illya said.
There was another level to be checked, one slightly higher than the rampart but below the height of the tower. It was a covered outdoor observation deck, and there they found a hand held anemometer for measuring wind speed; it looked new, showing no signs of wear and tear from the elements.
Heading back inside they, moved up the last few steps to the tower, reaching yet another door that was locked.
“Be my guest tovarisch,” Solo gestured.
Illya knelt, touching his metal pick to the lock and was suddenly hit with a jolt of electricity; it was powerful enough to send him flying down the stairs and toppling through a window.
“ILLYA!” Napoleon shouted as he ran.
Chapter 18
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Date: 2016-03-05 05:27 pm (UTC)