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Adventurer Bob had always loved The Establishment with its giant guard towers disguised as lighthouses, even though there was no ocean. But, he never asked why, because asking such questions - or any questions - was expressly prohibited. It was a place where he felt fuzzy, and he liked to feel fuzzy. For he was a lovable, modest, mead drinker with pointy knees and fat leg wrists. In spite of these things, his friends saw him as a carefree, unashamed, sort of person. Once, he had even rescued a yummy old man from a burning building. That is the sort of man he was.
Adventurer Bob walked to the window and reflected on his vague surroundings. The lightning in the back ground teased like the powerful scurrying of eagle eggs. Then, he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of The MeYan. The MeYan was a deranged sort with squat knees and sloppy features.
Adventurer Bob gulped. He was not prepared for The MeYan.
As Adventurer Bob stepped outside and The MeYan came closer, he could see the tense glint in his eye. The MeYan gazed with the affection of 827 rude aardvarks. He said, in a hushed tone, “I was told, Citizen, you have what I seek. And, if you know what is good for you, you will give me what I desire.”
“What is that?” Adventurer Bob asked.
“I want the secret of Qwee.”
Adventurer Bob looked back, even more confident and still fingering a long dildo. “Oh, but MeYan, the ability to Qwee was within you all along.” He replied. “I swear.”
Could it be that Adventurer Bob is not actually Adventurer Bob at all, and is in fact one of the Other Brothers? Tune in next week to find out the exciting conclusion to From Behind the Guarded Wall.