Tool Shack

Cramped Tool Shack squats on the quarry platform amid clanging mine carts and enslaved children's toil. Indy slips inside its shadowed confines, tools scattered on rough shelves and dust thick in the stale air. He crouches there, breath held, plotting the kids' breakout and signaling their dash to freedom while Thuggee guards prowl the cavern below. Flickering lantern light casts jittery shadows; every rustle risks exposure in this tight pocket of temporary sanctuary.