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A faint glimmer of light was visible across the pit. Ki-Gor worked his way around the perilous ledge, and after an eternity, he reached the point. He peered through a small opening into a room where an aged woman sat dozing on a bench. From the stained, yellow cape worn by the old crone, Ki-Gor knew she was a servant of Zaa. Exploring the area around the tiny window, he found he stood outside a stone door which was tightly fastened.
He sought in desperation for a means to get that door opened. He shivered, realizing a stream of cold water was splashing down on his shoulders from above. The fresh water came from a point high on the wall. He rubbed one chilled arm, unable to bring himself to leave the lighted window, and as he stood there under the trickling water, a plan of escape came to him. Immediately he began scrubbing his body, vigorously washing and rubbing every inch of his skin.