Now I've written the whole thing:
for Christ's sake give me a drink.
They have taken the bridge… and the second hall.
We have barred the gates… but cannot hold them for long. The ground shakes.
Drums… drums… in the deep.
We cannot get out. A shadow moves in the dark.
We cannot get out…
They are coming!
Where's my coat?
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