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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Raven Crowking" data-source="post: 2281212" data-attributes="member: 18280">Horsom looked around for a trapdoor or other ingress to a cellar or lower level, but he found nothing.  The rat holes certainly argued that there were tunnels beneath the mill, but not necessarily tunnels large enough for even Maldordo in his cat form.As the companions searched the mill, an aura of menace seemed to fall upon the place.  It fell gently, a little at a time, a twinge of uneasiness, a shadow that seemed to move of its own accord, an oddly shaped nob of stone that seemed almost like a face, a sound like a sigh in the passage of air.  By the time that the aura was strong enough to notice, it was almost palpable.  Something did not wish them in the mill.They recalled that Amalric had ordered the mill's destruction.  Perhaps, tomorrow, or the day after, as the mill was torn down, they would find something.  A passage might open, allowing them into the sodden ground beneath.  Or allowing something long trapped there out into the world above....</blockquote>