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We were quiet as he carried me down into the tunnel I’d caught a glimpse of from the stairs. The angle was gentle and the path short, so soon I felt the walls close by stretch out into the darkness. Then, as though with a silent bidding, lights on the floor flickered on. They were will-o-the-wisps like the one I’d seen when I wandered through the storm just yesterday. Their soft light illuminated the ground and the small room. The area was circular like the cavern, and the rough walls showed it was a natural hole in the ground. In this room all the rocks had been broken and carted off. The cleared center had a pile of pillows and blankets so high that I was tempted to jump in and see if I could swim through them.
I was very confused how so many pillows and stuff could get down i
