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A
flip
of
another
switch
and
the
winch
began
to
reel
in
cable
.
Dallas
watched
it
intently
,
relaxed
a
little
when
he
saw
the
line
snap
taut
after
a
couple
of
metres
had
been
rewound
.
As
expected
,
the
cable
slowed
.
’
There
’
s
weight
on
the
end
.
It
caught
’
’
Is
it
hooked
on
something
?
’
’
Can
’
t
be
.
It
’
s
still
coming
up
,
only
slightly
different
speed
.
If
it
had
gotten
caught
and
was
dragging
something
besides
Kane
,
the
different
weight
would
make
it
rise
slower
or
faster
.
I
think
he
’
s
still
there
,
even
if
he
can
’
t
answer
.
’
’
What
if
he
objects
and
tries
to
use
his
chest
unit
to
try
to
descend
?
’
Dallas
shook
his
head
curtly
.
’
He
can
’
t
do
it
.
’
He
nodded
toward
the
winch
.
’
The
cable
override
’
s
on
the
unit
there
,
not
the
portable
he
’
s
wearing
.
He
’
ll
come
up
whether
he
likes
the
idea
or
not
.
’
Lambert
gazed
expectantly
down
the
shaft
.
’
I
still
can
’
t
see
anything
.
’
A
lightbar
illuminated
a
portion
of
the
hole
.
Dallas
played
it
across
smooth
walls
.
’
Neither
can
I
.
But
the
line
’
s
still
coming
up
.
’
It
continued
its
steady
rise
,
both
suited
figures
waiting
anxiously
for
something
to
appear
in
the
waiting
circle
of
Dallas
’
s
light
.
It
was
several
minutes
before
the
cone
of
illumination
was
interrupted
by
something
rising
from
below
.
