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They
walked
along
the
corridor
.
There
were
rats
here
,
too
;
they
flitted
under
the
walls
,
squeaked
from
the
dark
abyss
,
from
the
branching
passages
,
and
skittered
before
the
swaying
circle
of
light
thrown
by
the
torch
.
Ciri
walked
quickly
,
trying
to
keep
up
with
the
men
.
"
Who
's
wintering
here
,
Eskel
?
Apart
from
Vesemir
?
"
"
Lambert
and
Coën
.
"
They
descended
a
steep
and
slippery
flight
of
stairs
.
A
gleam
was
visible
below
them
.
Ciri
heard
voices
,
detected
the
smell
of
smoke
.
The
hall
was
enormous
,
and
flooded
with
light
from
a
huge
hearth
roaring
with
flames
which
were
being
sucked
up
into
the
heart
of
the
chimney
.
The
centre
of
the
hall
was
taken
up
by
an
enormous
,
heavy
table
.
At
least
ten
people
could
sit
around
that
table
.
There
were
three
.
Three
humans
.
Three
witchers
,
Ciri
corrected
herself
.
She
saw
nothing
but
their
silhouettes
against
the
fire
in
the
hearth
.
"
Greetings
,
Wolf
.
We
've
been
waiting
for
you
.
"
"
Greetings
,
Vesemir
.
Greetings
,
lads
.
It
's
good
to
be
home
again
.
"
"
Who
have
you
brought
us
?
"
Geralt
was
silent
for
a
moment
,
then
put
his
hand
on
Ciri
's
shoulder
and
lightly
pushed
her
forward
.
She
walked
awkwardly
,
hesitantly
,
huddled
up
and
hunched
,
her
head
lowered
.
I
'm
frightened
,
she
thought
.
I
'm
very
frightened
.
When
Geralt
found
me
,
when
he
took
me
with
him
,
I
thought
the
fear
would
n't
come
back
.
I
thought
it
had
passed
...
And
now
,
instead
of
being
at
home
,
I
'm
in
this
terrible
,
dark
,
ruined
old
castle
full
of
rats
and
dreadful
echoes
...
I
'm
standing
in
front
of
a
red
wall
of
fire
again
.
I
see
sinister
black
figures
,
I
see
dreadful
,
menacing
,
glistening
eyes
staring
at
me
--
