"Where is the Staff of Sullivan?" I whispered into the dark. I chose a bone and then scooped the rest into my pocket. With my next breath suspended in my lungs, I pressed my ear to the door. Silence. I didn't trust it, but I opened the door anyway, just enough to read my bones from the light of the hallway torches.

Straight, the bone read.

Pocketing the bone, I slipped out, sidestepped to the left slightly, and headed straight down the hallway I hadn't yet ...