Defenestration:

Dude, how many brownies did we eat?” Snake’s languid voice drawled from behind him. Matt pulled himself to his feet and took in the surroundings. He was behind the long glass counter filled with knives, axes, and other metal objects he couldn’t identify. The small room was stuffed with wooden barrels, burlap sacks, rudimentary hand tools and bolts of cloth.

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