“It’s dark in here,” whispered Ron. Ron and Benny had been led out of the Soup Shack and bundled onto the Imperial Zeppelin via the chute. They had then been thrown quite roughly into the brig. They could only see a keyhole of light in the iron door. They could hear the rumble of the zeppelin’s massive engine and the clanking of the gears changing as the huge craft gathered speed. Soon they would be in the Far North, home of the Emperor. That much was clear. Why exactly they were being taken there was not at all clear. What would happen to them was also obscure - although they were both starting to imagine all sorts of terrible things.
“Yes, it's a bit dark,” replied Benny.
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