As we climb, we pass more narrow windows, traveling up the now normal width and height spiraling staircase. Vosh still has to squeeze, but he's comfortable enough in the back I can focus on paying attention to the climb.

There's no further hatches, each level punctuated by another round room, another set of narrow slit windows. I take the chance to peek out each of them as we rise, shocked we haven't run into anyone yet, though Graldor's dedication to sealing the exits as we ...