<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Sleeping Bag on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/sleeping-bag/</link><description>Recent content in Sleeping Bag on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><atom:link href="/tags/sleeping-bag/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Auction Part 2 - Locked Inside</title><link>/stories/1/01/01/auction-part-2-locked-inside/</link><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/1/01/01/auction-part-2-locked-inside/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;continues from &lt;a href="auction.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part Two - Locked Inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Karen lay on her back in the trunk. It had been several hours since
Zoe had gone off to bed and a soft shaft of moonlight lay across the trunk.
Karen could see the moon’s blue glow peeking in through the crack where
the lid joined the rest of the trunk. Stifling a yawn with her fist, she
drew her knees up towards her chest and curled up on her side, trying to
get as comfortable as possible in the tight confines of the chest. Gradually
she drifted off to sleep, dreaming…&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>