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Arm-in-arm they trudged down the mine shaft. Kalta had stopped at a caged elevator with his hand on the lever to run the machine and a frown on his face. “Are you two going to be this slow the entire time?”
“We were just enjoying the sights,” Drifter returned as they stepped onto the elevator platform.
Kalta tapped Allie on the shoulder before he tapped a finger on the glass of his goggles. “These aren’t just for show. Put them on or the dust in here could blind and suffocate you.”
“Oh, sorry,” she apologized as she quickly strapped the goggles around her head.
Allie yelped when a mask dropped down from the glasses and wrapped around her mouth. She gasped and wrenched the goggles off, taking the mask with it. The mask slipped back into its infinitesimally small hiding place in
