boombox
Inside there are stone slabs set into the wall, like macabre bunk beds, and on them rest the bodies, covered in white shrouds, Sam walks over to one side as the door swings shut with a clack behind them.
"That'ns me, and that'ns John, hurry it along."
He turns to walk back to the door, then freezes, his head turning to one side, the witchers hear it too, echoing footsteps approaching down the corridor...
"Do you haf ze picks James?"
"Yes Dr Earhart, here they are."
"Gut lad. I vill... Just..."
There is the sound of a click, and the door to the room swings inward again, revealing a man with short brown hair, a goatee and thin mustache, and horn rimmed spectacles, clad in a white coat. He is kneeling with a pair of lock picks, smiling in triumph, his gaze falls upon the two figures inside and he jumps up, a surprised look on his face.
"Scheiße I didn't touch it I swear!"
LeftHandofGod
Blak stares at the two with a face like thunder, but stays quiet, sitting down next to She'la with his arms crossed. She'la smiles at Velkas.
"What did you wish to discuss?"
Drakador_Chaos
The clerk hands him a small satchel, then points to a door to his left, beneath the indoor balcony above.
"The Library is through there sir, along the corridor on the right, there is a door marked "Records". Which carriage are you inquiring about sir? There are several."
