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Caleb leaned back. He had hit his head. He was in a cave. He still had all his gear. This had to be a dream. Or the beginning of the afterlife. He was definitely not at home. A hussar in full armor, quite possibly a guide to heaven, was talking to others nearby. Probably others like himself. Well, he had had a good life. His family would miss him but he couldn’t change the past.

“So tell me, how do we attack this thing that is forcing us to do stuff?”

What?

“To be honest we haven’t quite worked out that part yet, I suppose we should start with seeing if there’s some sort of passage out of this room…”

Caleb saw a chance. He wasn’t dead yet, right? He must have just slipped into a cave system. Why the others were here he would figure out. The tunnel he had entered was sealed now by rubble. Picking up his axe, he heaved it over his shoulder. He could still breathe easy. Oxygen had not all been used up yet. There was also a gentle flow in the air. There was an exit to the system somewhere. Caleb counted his blessing for being a worker. He heard plenty from others about their own trades. It was scattered knowledge but it was better than none. Miners talked about using canaries too but he would have to make due without one.

“Well if anyone knows what they are doing, let’s get going.”