Cyrus sat in the bed Augustus had left him in for some time, alone in his thoughts.
I can't at all believe the day I'm having, he said to himself. I've had some strange stuff happen while I was on the job, but this takes the whole cake. I'm honestly not sure what's worse - being farted on by Andaret and the other girls, or being shrunken down to the size of a cockroach. Cyrus' eyes widened. Oh, dammit! I forgot to ask Allison about my contract! Great, even after this is all over, there's no guarantee I'll still be working at the Guild. If that happens, where am I gonna go?
Cyrus' thoughts were interrupted by a loud knocking at the door to the room he was staying in. At first, Cyrus thought it was either Sarah or Augustus, but if that were true, they would have just used the key. The knocking continued, only increasing in volume. Is this some drunkard? Cyrus wondered. Just then, the door swung open, and through the doorframe stepped a strange hooded figure cloaked in a long, dark red robe. Cyrus wasn't sure if this figure was a man or a woman, but he also didn't care - this person was an intruder!
Cyrus' instincts kicked in, and he knew he had to hide - due to his small size, he had many options:
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