As useless as the torch may have seemed, Mark waved it before him. He strained his ears for more sounds – only to hear John’s barking orders.
“Move! We’ve wasted enough time!”
Mark put on the last necklace and strode on warily, continuing down the chilly tunnel.
After a while, Mark heard nothing and saw nothing other than his own shadow. He began to relax a little. Must have been his own imagination, he decided.
He started to take in the surroundings again. Up ahead, he could see a wall that barricaded the tunnel. No, wait – it was another long tunnel that stretched out in two opposite directions.