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The air was stale and suffocating. Solstice squirmed, trying to get in a more comfortable position. Even with her small stature the shaft was cramped. Goane must have had it even worse than her, but he made little complaint.

“Where are we going?” Solstice asked him.

“The energy source,” Goane grunted. “If I’m right, it should be pretty close.”

“Okay,” Solstice said, and then slowed. “Um, Goane?”

“Yeah?”

“Once we… sabotage or… shut down the power, how… how are we supposed to get out?”

Goane paused. After a few moments, he looked over to Solstice and smiled reassuringly. “I’m sure we’ll think of something. C’mon, we have to hurry.”