Guarded Entrance

There's an idea. You just pretend the silly guard isn't standing right in front of the doorway and casually saunter on thr—

"Ow," you say. The spear is poking you in the chest almost hard enough to leave a mark. You back up several steps.

"I meant it," says the guard. "You need an evening pass to access restricted areas. No exceptions."

Ask nicely to be let in.

Brag about your credentials.

Threaten the guard.

Turn around and walk back down the hallway, muttering bitterly. Next Chapter: m1 guard (seen once) Estimated time remaining: 14 Minutes