All of a sudden the rain came down - not just a few drops here and there - but a sheet of water fell heavily on their heads. Marley scooped up Charlene and made it to the first shelter she could find - the Gardener’s shed.
Inside they could hear the rain pelt down on top of the iron roof, and the ground seemed to be filling fast with water. There was a strong smell of manure and in the half light small machinery glinted. The wind bellowed, the door slammed and with that Marley heard someone pushing from the outside - they were locking it!
She strongly jolted the door and shouted very loudly but whoever had fastened it shut was not responding. Her heart sank for the last of the light had gone and there was no electricity in the shed.
She banged once again on the metal door - hoping that the groundsman would hear her - but it seemed he had turned in for the night, absconding from the storm. No sound returned.
"I will concentrate on Puck and he will come" Marley said to herself assuredly - "I know that if I need him, he will know".
Only moments later the door was rattling and her name was being called.
She was relieved. "Why did you need a key?" she chided.
Puck ignored this question not wanting to alarm her.
Marsden had paid the trolls to find her and confine her. They were at liberty (he had said) to do what they liked, so long as she was not wounded in the mounting. Greville, a long time friend to Puck had forewarned him of this arrangement. Oswald had complied.
The keys these Trolls make use of are not ordinary fasteners - they render any door impassable and are unique to the lock the spell is placed upon.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, Puck in Hell, Azlander Series
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