[right][h3][b][i][color=7ea7d8]Professor Walnut[/color][/i][/b][/h3][color=7ea7d8]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color]
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Location:[/b][/i][/color] Shadowell Manor: Confinement (Attic)
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Skills:[/b][/i][/color] N/A
[color=7ea7d8][i][b]Hit Points:[/b][/i][/color] 3
[color=7ea7d8]≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎[/color][/right]	Walnut was searching the bed slowly and methodically with her hands, despite the lack of sight. She heard another speaking near her about having reached it and she was slightly annoyed at that. She preferred to search this individually, as to eliminate the chances of them running into each other - and she did not know if she could trust any of these people in the dark. Sure, none of them were Swamp or Amaranthine or Titian, but still, she hardly knew them. She would work with them, but she did not fancy the idea of touching one of them by accident in the total blackness they were stuck in. 

	However, during her search of the bed she felt the metal cross sections on it. She heard someone was over by the door as well. [color=7ea7d8]"I believe if we ply off one of the metal cross sections, we can use it to pry open the door,"[/color] Walnut explained. [color=7ea7d8]"The gentleman near me - can you feel the cross sections with your hands? Between the two of us, perhaps we can get one of them off,"[/color] she suggested. Working together and hopefully in unison would make fast work of this, or at least, so she hoped. There was a chance that the voice near the door would manage to open it, but with the sort of characters running around this place, having some metal at their disposal may very well save their lives.