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As Târik disappeared into the darkness, the group heard a clang from down the corridor to which Târik had pointed them. A dim light caused shadows to move along the far wall opposite the mouth of a corridor that turned to the right. Then the shadows returned.
The group moved quickly and quietly to the corridor and turned right, and stepped up the half flight of stairs lying before them. Just three ranga ahead of them the corridor they were in opened into a taller and broader way. Thoronmir was in the lead and waved the others to silence, listening. There seemed to be footsteps fading to their left down the broad hallway. A heavy door closed, echoing like drums of doom. Then all was silent.
"His cell should be just to the right," Thoronmir whispered, pointing down the broad hall. The others nodded and followed as quietly as they could, turning into the hallway.
It was dark, except for a torch smouldering fitfully in its sconce at the intersection of the corridor they had just passed through. There was one cell before them. It was empty.
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