Strong Enough (6)

I stared down the length of the tunnel, wondering where it went. Should I follow it? Or should I go back out and try to take on the guards? Easy answer. I followed the tunnel. It soon branched off, to the left towards the records room, and then right. I took the left hand tunnel, and crawled along. It took a good long while, the tunnel slowly angling downwards. Where is this going? I kept following the tunnel, hoping that no body else knew the existence of it. It stopped suddenly, and I was left facing a wall. I pushed on it, but nothing happened. I then tried pushing up, and the ceiling moved. I put all my strength into it, and heaved the floor stone out of the ceiling. I stood up, and found I was in the middle of the records room. Nice! I hope no one heard the stone moving...If i'm in the middle of the records room, the guards at the door can't hear me. I stood up, and moved the stone back into place. I stalked down the row of bookshelves, looking at the titles. Where is it? It should be in here... Ah! There it is! I grabbed the book off the book shelf, all records of the government initiated murders, assassinations, and the location of where all the rebellion leaders lived. Really valuable information. I quickly tucked it into my pocket. Then I froze as a sword pricked the small of my back.
"Vell madame, vhat do ve haf here?" Came a rough, grating voice. He reached into my pocket, and took out the book. I tensed. "How did you get here?" He demanded as he took the book, and placed it on the book shelf. "Well," I replied in an even tone, "It was easy, all the guards outside the door are asleep, all i had to do was walk past them." "Vell," Said the guard behind me, "ve vill just haf to remedy that." he prodded me in he back with his sword. "Valk." "Okay, okay, don't have a cornea, I'm going!" I took one step forward, executed a neat, high back flip, grabbed the soldiers head while i was in the air, and landed behind him. I slammed his head into the floor stone, and he passed out cold. Whew. Glad I didn't panic. Now its time to go. I ran back to where the entrance to the tunnel was, and slipped inside, groaning softly as my knee registered a sharp pain.