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... > It was a long, darkened passage, supported by regular wooden trusses. Wooden rails for the minecarts dove into the darkness until they couldn't be seen at all. There were cobwebs along the ceiling, to add to the ambiance, and the regular tip-tap noise of water dripping down into a puddle.
The long passage groaned, wind blowing past my bun ears and deeper into the shaft as if the darkness was an inhaling giant.
Of course, there were ways to mitigate spookiness. The first, of cou ...
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