Can't see why it would be. For one, I think we might still be in the cave. A very strange cave mind you ... [ He starts, a dreary note playing on every word. Death was always heavy. Three deaths was too much. Rincewind had turned away and fixed his gaze on a wall. ] For another, I don't remember seeing them when I was outside. Plenty of people coming in. None of them looking like ... well. [ He coughs. What nice wallpaper. Very ... floral? His squint intensified at the intrusion of the new voice. ]

[ It was chilling. Rincewind's feet did a kind of dance as he reoriented himself towards the nearest exit and prepared for a proper dash. ]

Who's that?