the swarms were gone. But in only a few moments, they began to reemerge. First one swarm, then three, then six, then ten—and then too many to count. They were converging, with an angry buzz, toward us. “How many caps have we got left?” I said. “Eight.” I knew then that we were not going to make it. We were too deep in the cave. We would never get out. I had no idea how many swarms were around us—my halogen beam swung back and forth across what seemed like an army. “Jack …” Mae said, holding out her hand. She never seemed to lose confidence. I lit three more caps and Mae threw them, retracing
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