Ascend.

Frantic, you look around for other ways inside - eventually your gaze focuses on the roof, several metres above you. Maybe you could try climbing up there? There could be roof access - it's worth a shot. You take a deep breath and start climbing. Time and wind have corroded the bricks of the wall, so there are plenty of handholds for you to use on the way up, and the ascent only takes about a minute, although it feels longer. Just don't look down. You tell yourself.

You reach the roof and pull yourself up onto the tiles, when suddenly there's a large gust of wind, and you lose your grip...

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