The World House
“It was the tiniest noise, a slight rustling, but an explorer learns to keep his wits about him. Many years ago, Carrutthers had been trekking in India when he woke one morning to find a Bengal Tiger in his tent. Coming face to face with a maneater who has designs on your legs is no way to start a day. Since then his subconscious had learned to wake him at the slightest possibility of danger.
He reached for his lantern and revolver before slowly creeping outside. Someone was walking throug...h the stacks towards them; he could hear the soft slap of their feet, the shifting of their clothes. Carruthers' senses were ludicrously attuned – he was damned if he would get caught napping twice in his career. Turning his back on the noise he lit the lantern, fixing the metal coverings in place so that no light would escape until he wished. Treading silently, he positioned himself in the centre of the aisle between the stacks, waiting for the intruder to step a little closer.MoreLess
He reached for his lantern and revolver before slowly creeping outside. Someone was walking throug...h the stacks towards them; he could hear the soft slap of their feet, the shifting of their clothes. Carruthers' senses were ludicrously attuned – he was damned if he would get caught napping twice in his career. Turning his back on the noise he lit the lantern, fixing the metal coverings in place so that no light would escape until he wished. Treading silently, he positioned himself in the centre of the aisle between the stacks, waiting for the intruder to step a little closer.MoreLess
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