Blade walked north in the desert silence for at least an hour.

Blade walked to the center of the room and sat down in the chair inside the glass booth.

As always when they stopped, Blade walked back along the last hundred yards of their trail.

Deciding he needed fresh air, Blade rose and walked outside.

Blade walked to the wall to study the writing closely.

Blade walked a little farther under the cover of the trees before sitting down to think.

Blade reluctantly walked to the table and stood behind the chair.

Blade walked over to the bed and sat down on the foot of it.

"They won't be able to see the top from here," Blade said and walked to the boulder.

Blade turned his back and walked a few yards away.