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and heavily constructed.
'Where are we?' whispered Cuddy.
'Don't know,' said Detritus. 'Back of the docks somewhere.'
Cuddy pushed open the door with his sword.
'Cuddy?'
'Yeah?'
'We walked seven-ty-nine steps!'
'That's nice.'
Cold air rushed past them.
'Meat store,' whispered Cuddy. 'Someone picked the lock.'
He slipped through andcomes in here for months. Till pork exists.'
Cuddy shivered.
'You in here!' he shouted. 'It's the Watch! Step out now!'
A dark figure appeared from between a couple of pre-pigs.
'Now what we do?' said Detritus.
The distant figure raised what looked like a stick, holding it like a crossbow. into a high, gloomy room, as large as a temple, which in some ways it resembled. Faint light crept through the high, ice-covered windows. From rack upon rack, all the way to the ceiling, hung meat carcasses.They were semi-transparent and so very cold Cuddy's breath turned to crystals in the air.'Oh, my,' said Detritus. 'I think this the pork futures warehouse in Morpork Road.''What?''Used to work here,' said the troll. 'Used to work everywhere. Go away, you stupid troll, you too thick,' he added, gloomily.'Is there any way out?''The main door is in Morpork Street. But no-one
And fired. The first shot zinged off Cuddy's helmet