Stepping closer
Dust scraped beneath Kevin’s palms as he shuffled forward. The tunnel walls pressed tightly, jagged edges grazing his elbows. Each shuffle sent grit tumbling across his shoulders.
His breathing quickened, but determination anchored him. Willem’s ragged form retreated slowly, but Kevin kept advancing, bridging the shrinking gap. The silence was unbearable, amplifying his anticipation of finally reaching the hidden survivor.
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