[Oddey]

I hoped for that. The interesting thing is, it actually makes sense.

Chapter 12

Now what?

Finklar was still tied up. So was Abe, who was asleep, thinking escape was impossible. Finklar knew otherwise. He just had to wait for that outlaw to leave. He was still messing around with his knife. "You know, if you aren't careful, you'll cute off your finger or something." Said Finklar, unable to contain it in him any longer. As if on cue, the outlaw turned his attention away from the falling knife and to Finklar. The next moment, there was a cry of "Ow!" The knife had indeed cut a considerable wound in his finger. The knife then landed, blade straight down into the wood. Cursing, the outlaw left to put something on his finger, leaving Finklar and Abe unprotected. 'Now to wake up Abe.' Thought Finklar. He couldn't speak too loud, or someone would hear him, yet he would have to yell to get Abe to hear him.
"Wake up." Said Finklar in a mildly raised voice. Abe only stirred.
"Wake up." He said, a notch higher. Abe's eyelids didn't move.
"Wake up now..." Said Finklar, on the brink of a yell. Abe finally opened his eyes. 'Third time around is always the one.' Thought Finklar.

In a near silent voice, Finklar told Abe to try and grab the knife with his foot. Abe understood, but didn't look convinced it was their way out. The knife seemed much further away from Abe than it did from Finklar. Abe shrugged off the thought, and stretched his leg to try and reach it. So close, and yet so far. Stretching it just one bit further, he still couldn't get it. Finklar sucked in his lips.
"Suck in your stomach and let all the air out of you. Maybe then you can get it." Said Finklar. It gave about one more inch. 'That inch is going to have to be enough.' But Abe, who seemed to be smiling, stopped trying to reach the knife. That one extra inch had given him just enough slack to get out of the rops that bound him. His hand were still tied, but now he had much more room to get the knife. Finklar hadn't been expecting such a thing to be possible. As he wondered wether he could do it too, Abe's toes grasped the knife. Slowly pulling it towards him, he somehow got it into his hands. Even more amazing, he managed to cut his binds. Rushing over to help Finklar, they could hear the footsteps of an outlaw coming. If Abe wasn't fast enough, or if that outlaw went one step faster... Finklar didn't wat to think about it. Abe as it turned out, managed to cut through Finklar binds, just as he thought he heard the rustle of keys. Quickly getting right beside the door, he waited for the outlaw to open it. The lock was undone, and the knob was turning. It would be but a moment until he got in. The door started to move... Bang! Finklar had hit the outlaw straight on the head, confusing him. pressing his advantage, he repeated the same process. Eventually, the outlaw came to his knees, and dropped straight to the floor. That was around the time where Finklar realized that he couldn't possibly do this to every guard in here. They had escaped their bounds, but not their captors. Even with Abe's possesion abilities taken into account, this wasn't a great situation. But, now that they had their hands free, there was a slight chance. Gesturing for Abe to follow, he went through the door into a hallway. Apparently, this organization owned their own tavern, as it looked similar to the one they had stayed in. Opening a door right opposite their own room, they found nothing. 'Well, what is the point of this room?' Thought Finklar as walked in, to investigate it further.

It really was empty. There wasn't a single thing inside this room, living or not. Wondering who's idea it was to put in a completely empty room, he turned to walk out, but Abe stopped him and pointed. Finklar turned again to see just what Abe thought was worth noticing. He wasn't dissapointed. What he saw was surely, the unexpected.