3-111: Back In the Foyer of Argyle’s Lodge XIII
When the Green Button is pressed the turret retracts into the ceiling again.
Oliver joins Dicard at the stairs. You can see they go down about 4-5m then there is what looks like it could be a landing.
It’s a couple of minutes before Chris and Alan emerge from the kitchen munching on sandwiches.
“Shall we?” I don’t have a torch at this point so I can’t lead myself. Unless.
“If you’re going to be eating those can I have a torch?”