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Whispering just as softly as Maea, Amun shrugged, hoping she'd understand the motion through their linked hands. "I don't know." His voice came out tightly and nervously. "Hopefully an exit." With that, he began pulling her as quickly as he dared in the direction he thought the draft was coming from.
Every once in a while, he'd lose it. Every time, he would stop. "Hang on." Giving her a reassuring squeeze, he'd waited until he felt it again before continuing on. He reached a crossroads and he ventured down on path before realizing the breeze faded away to nothing. Backtracking rapidly, he started down the other path, relieved the draft was growing stronger.
Unfortunately, the faint rumbling in the distance was growing stronger as well.
Every once in a while, he'd lose it. Every time, he would stop. "Hang on." Giving her a reassuring squeeze, he'd waited until he felt it again before continuing on. He reached a crossroads and he ventured down on path before realizing the breeze faded away to nothing. Backtracking rapidly, he started down the other path, relieved the draft was growing stronger.
Unfortunately, the faint rumbling in the distance was growing stronger as well.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
