Dying thief's note

That damn Hlaalu fatcat promised me there would be riches in this Indoril tomb, but now I find myself with broken legs. I should have expected a pit trap. Not sure how to get out now, but I swear I hear a noise from the other side of the wall. If I don't make it and someone finds this note, know that I, Turvon, died contently after a long life in the thief's trade.