Celeaewen and Rosseil traversed the basement of the ship, hoping to find anything that might help them. they knew that the passengers wuld havce to regain control of the ship, and Rosseil and Celeae were trying to help. they were completly noiseless as they opended doors and searched rooms. they saw a door at the end of the hallway, and knowing the ways of doors, decided that they would try that before they continued forward. it was locked, and the lock was rusty, as if it hadnt been opend for a while. Celeaewen picked at it persistently, while Rosseil was hissing in her ear.
"hurry up. we're going to get caught!"
"quiet."
click
"there. having people lock things away from you your whole life has its advantages."
the door swung open to reaveal.....a broom closet. Rosseil swore quietly.
"well, we might as well check it out."
they looked through the closet, moving brooms and mops out of the way. Celeaewen was replacing a box when she stood up, hitting her head on the ceiling. but instead of coming in contact with a solid ceiling, the panel was pushed up by her head.
"Rosseil, look at this"
they inspected the panel, and the others around it. it was the only one that lifted up.they pushed the panel into the ceiling, and, climbed up into the space. it was a secret compartment, and they saw why it was secret. now THIS was what they had been looking for.
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