"It seems we have no choice now," Connie muttered, attention firmly on the ominous rumble coming from above. She wasn't sure why but something was still compelling her to go down, if only because it was further away than whatever was coming for them from above, and despite Mr Jameshill having already begun to make tracks down the marginally less unnerving tunnel Connie glanced over her shoulder at the right-hand tunnel even as she followed him. There was something down there, she was sure of it; hopefully they would get a chance to come back...hopefully they could. "Does that noise sound louder to anybody else?"

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