Thank God for orange dayglow paint.Passage number two, Ten o Clock, had an upward slope to it. Wendy reached the end ... there was a blast of cool air... the odor was of old books and paper.Not as crawly as 'WAY OUT', never the less, it was hands and knees, and a couple of stomach slithers. She pushed her backpack in front of her. There was light ... a vent grill that pushed out ... Wendy stood behind a massive Walnut desk.Wendy was in the 'shelves' of an ancient library. Not books .... .it was wonderful after his recent exertion. He moved back closer to the shore and removed his clothes, giving them a good squishing to get the gore off as best he could, and then he left them on the surrounding rocks so that they would dry in the sun.He splashed around for a while, enjoying himself, not at all mindful of his surroundings.Dark eyes watched the boy. Dark skin kept the watcher unnoticed in the shadows of the trees as Jason swam back and forth, diving and surfacing. Jason finally. More

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