The men stopped, to stare at the heavens, and the huge black cloud which was coming up out of the forest. 'Now there's a relief,' North said, still speaking loudly. 'Some rain will just cool the air. Well, Captain Warner? No savages, eh? Not a thing. We shall to work. We'll make this place our headquarters, as it is the most imposing.' They stood before the large building. This had been raised a little higher than the others, and needed four steps. It had also been more stoutly built, and seemed in better repair. Tom looked up as the first drop of rain fell. Then we'd best to shelter. Mr Williams?' The lieutenant nodded, and ran up the steps, drawing his sword as he did so. He put his boot to the door and thrust it in while the rain became heavier, dampening the dust of the street, crashing downwards with amazing force, bouncing off helmet and breastplate. 'Well, Mr Williams?' North demanded. 'The roof is in good repair,' Williams called. ‘It will afford shelter. I will just test the flooring.' He stepped into the darkness.
