The pictures on the walls glowed brighter as we walked. Rog noticed an orange glow coming from ahead. There was certainly no need for torches. Rog noticed a change in smells, too. The tunnel had been full of earthy metal smells. Now a new smell had bubbled into Rog’s nose. The air was thicker and smelled a little like bad eggs Derk had brought to share with the village one day.

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