Even though he was a strong swimmer, Fred knew he couldn't swim in heavy
metal armour. He also knew that it would be suicide to face the dragon
without it. He slung his knapsack off his back and sat down to ponder the
situation.
Fred rummaged through the sack for a sandwich. He found it near the bottom, squashed between his tinderbox and his wooden mallet, and pierced by his vampire stake. Lunch in hand, he kept rummaging. Surely something in here would help him swim across the dark lake. Let's see... Tinderbox. Mallet. Grease. Rope. Wire. Metal and wooden stakes. Tarnished silver dagger. Change of clothes. Skin of water (hmm... better top that up). Hard crackers. Beef jerky. Lint and crumbs. That's it!
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