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Harder to breathe the deeper they got. Air was coming in from somewhere. Something would appear, they were sure. A secret chamber was surely going to be round the next fork. Driving Harry mad having to choose which fork every time he approached one. Every morsel of Mary’s being was held in the balance depending on which fork he took. Denzel kept on coming, right behind him. They’d been alert for so long, hyper-vigilant, their nerves frayed.