The Dark Device of the Great Chasm, Chapter 18

Amates 21, 1277. Probably still mid-morning. Definitely still no coffee. At least the ground had stopped shaking.

    Nothing says ‘hurry’ like a cave in.

  The earthquake rattled the hallway and split open the bricks. Chunks of stone rained from the ceiling, then shattered close to my feet. I hugged the wall while I ran. Jagged cracks in the floor chased me until it was too dark to see them.
 
  After a few seconds, the earthquake stopped. Darkness buried the hallway and everything near me in an i...
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