There was another explosion, and the hole that had been well behind them widened like a maw, now nearly overhead again—an eye blinking back at them with malice. A living creature intending to end their lives. Linsora and Permac hunched close to the wall. The wires they had just pushed through smoldered and sparked in a frenzied dance of light and smoke. Permac’s heartbeat raced faster than the pulsing light and sounded louder than the blasts.
Then, with a slow shudder, the gaping eye closed as their ceiling tilted and began to collapse into their enclosed area. A large piece of the floor from above folded down over them. The hard stone wall lost some support and toppled inward, leaving Permac and Linsora in a tiny triangular space. Had the two pieces not fallen in perfect synchrony, the large pieces of structure would have crushed them. But now, even sound was muted in the sudden profound darkness of this small space. Permac only heard the roar of his heart. The air was full of powder, chips of wood, and dust.
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