"I'm not too keen on the idea of going back in there myself," he replied, forcing a smile to cover just how much the idea of it disturbed him. "But there's a door into the cafeteria from the courtyard. We just have to go out to the recreation field and over the wall. It's not hard."

He'd managed to do it his second night out, with considerable injury to his arm. Despite his lingering fatigue, he was still in better shape now than either he or Edgar had been that night. "There might be less trouble that way." And they had the advantage of skipping a lot of the main halls where trouble might be lurking.