She tossed it over Ruth. "Hurry. Help me hide Ruth beneath the hay. Then we can slip out the back," she whispered to Fred. "But we can't just leave her," Fred argued. She frowned at him. "Unless you have more strength than you've shown then we must," she countered. "I don't have strength, but I have skill," Fred replied. He stood, pulled out his staff and pointed it at Ruth. Pat placed herself between Ruth and Fred, and stretched out her arms. "What are you going to do to her?" she questioned. "I'm going to levitate her so we can take her back to the inn," Fred told her. "Do you honestly believe we will make it that far without being noticed?" she pointed out. "We can make it farther than your-" "I don't know. It's just a bunch of junk to me," someone outside spoke up. "That is exactly what these tourists will buy," another man replied. The pair inside whipped their heads over to the doors and heard footsteps connected to the voices. Shadows stopped in front of the double doors and a heavy chain was lifted.
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