It took several hours for the sun to set. During that time, watching and listening to the goings-on from the princess's armory-bedroom window, I learned the rhythms of Double Raven Castle. I had watched two changings of the guards, identified several key individuals, heard certain names mentioned (with respect, fear, or disdain), and learned a bit more about the wanted posters with our faces on them.
Someone named [color:"yellow"]Aloicious Veneficus[/color] had issued the wanted posters and placed a bounty on our heads, dead or alive.
Judging from the conversations between the guards, the bounties were large enough to make them highly motivated to find us.
I wondered why Veneficus wanted to find us, and why it didn't matter to him (or her (or it) ) if we were alive when we were found.
But I heard nothing about any new prisoners, and the only mention about our group was that the one they had caught (Lynn) had escaped into the sewers leaving a burned trail of bodies behind her.
Lynn was being described as a powerful sorceress with godlike powers, who had let herself be captured just so she could spy on the castle. I also learned that the the stairway and tunnels to the sewers were collapsed, and
Veneficus had placed a magical seal on the dungeon-end of that blockage. 
I remembered several of our group talking about being able to communicate with each other using their minds, so I decided to try to contact them. I assumed a full lotus position, floated upside-down several meters above the floor, recited the "Oh, Mommy! Pot may." mantra, and crossed my eyes for good measure. The good news is that I didn't get a headache; the bad news is that I could only get New Wave music radio stations and something that sounded like high-speed Morse Code.
I decided that I'd just have to find them the old fashioned way:
using a crystal ball and a scrying spell.
"Too bad I don't know any scrying spells." I moaned.
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Suddenly, I woke up ... in my own bed ... in my own human body ... in good old U. S. of A. "Man! What a dream! I'd better write this stuff down before I forget it all. Nobody's gonna believe it!"
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