<br/>It took very little effort to send the girl tumbling into unconsciousness with her companion and very little more to reach the roof jumping through the shadow realm.<br/><br/>The tin roof was slick with snowfall but only slightly inclined, enough so that only the very careless might tumble off. As long as Twilight stayed back from the edge they were out of sight, but she could head several men below fumbling with the chain and bar on the doors.<br/><br/>On the east side of the roof and opposite the center year of the foundry, it was easy to leap from one shadow to another on a rooftop across the street. As Twilight was preparing for the leap, a glance about her noted a silhouette up high enough to be seen directly: One of the brick smokestacks that projected up like a wizard’s tower fuming with unknown experiments, it belched darn smoke overhead that was quickly taken by the winter wind. It another like it were spanned by a railed catwalk.<br/>