A Key Emergency

[Juzt156]

Kian coughed and spluttered as his voice seemed to trail off to nothing. He lent down against the door still in a light headed daze, when he felt a faint breath of air against his cheek. The door was ever so slightly open. In his daze of blood loss and blurry vision he must have missed it. He pulled the knife from his pocket and fitted it into the gap. He used it to pull with what little strength he had left, and pull back the powerless door. He slid through the small gap he had made, and fell sprawled on the floor of the bar. This was not his best day ever, but as he looked up at the alcohol on display, he could think of worse places to be at the moment.

He raised himself wearily and stumbled and hobbled towards the bar, his blurry vision doubling everything. However his vision did not obscure one terrible fact .... rows upon rows of Liberty Ale. What had he done to deserve this.

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