INTO THE WOODEN HORSE
"I can smell you little mouse""I'm not hiding, neither am I a mouse"Night had descended in pitch darkness, the lights of lanterns that dot the street, here and there a little, the only eclipse to the dark corruption. I move nimbly, keeping my head low and the jingly metal close to my chest, not to call anyone to my adventure.I don't know what Claude and his men are up to or whether they can be trusted. No. In fact I do know they cannot be trusted with this assignment. He's already made it clear that he didn't care for the likes of Grayson as long as his plan went off without a hitch, which is something I can't be upset about. After all I did help them, but now I've done everything I could and I needed a clean slate with this beast.Grayson leans on one side of his massive structure watching me tiptoe around the platform checking for some weak points. I had managed to swipe a bunch keys from one of the guards after knocking one of them
