The walls on both sides trembled violently, and the dust stirred up filled every corner, and the darkness was so deep that I couldn't see the bottom, and my steps were fast, but I couldn't get out, it was like a labyrinth that was about to collapse, and I was like a headless anxious fly at the moment, and I couldn't find the north.

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