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Seeing no way but forward, the well-armed and well-dressed Astra ventured
down the tunnel. Fortunately some dead torches were still in their metallic holders. Thirty seconds of banging rocks and she had enough light to last for some time. Further on down the tunnel it split into three directions. On the left was the faint smell of cheese. The tunnel in the middle became bright fifty feet in. The one on the right was as steep as could be but still be walkable. Astra contemplated the situation.
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