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... , slick rock.
It smelled of damp earth, rot, and something else... a faint, metallic scent like old pennies and ozone.
Every sound was magnified.
The scrape of their boots on stone.
The drip of water from unseen stalactites.
The frantic, panicked thumping of Michael’s own heart.
Finally, the narrow fissure opened up into a cavern so vast, the darkness seemed to have weight and texture.
It wasn’t a tunnel.
It was a world.
The ...
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