61. Khahandahar: man on the run

Sir Malcom Guernsey audiodiary. day 174: tap tap tap tap... Humpf uuuh uuuh. Panting heavily, Malcom slides down against the wall of the dark alley. Before the captain and his crew entered the palace, he was able to sneak off without anyone noticing. "I fear the explorers are overly confident in their capabilities and will be fish food before long" he mumbled against himself. "I was nearly a goner myself, should have been more careful". Who would have expected that the first house he wandered into belonged to a mountain of a man and his 9 head family. Nearly lost his head to the swing of a pickaxe. It was the low beam that saved him as the axe got stuck inches from his hat. The next moments were a blur, stumbling back into the street, a quickly growing mass of commoners giving chase. Ducking in and out of alleyways only to end up here, in a dead end street, voices getting louder quickly...