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We
were
gathering
the
papers
and
the
rags
which
the
wind
had
blown
from
the
Theatre
,
when
we
saw
an
iron
bar
among
the
weeds
.
It
was
old
and
rusted
by
many
rains
.
We
pulled
with
all
our
strength
,
but
we
could
not
move
it
.
So
we
called
International
4
-
8818
,
and
together
we
scraped
the
earth
around
the
bar
.
Of
a
sudden
the
earth
fell
in
before
us
,
and
we
saw
an
old
iron
grill
over
a
black
hole
.
International
4
-
8818
stepped
back
.
But
we
pulled
at
the
grill
and
it
gave
way
.
And
then
we
saw
iron
rings
as
steps
leading
down
a
shaft
into
a
darkness
without
bottom
.
“
We
shall
go
down
,
”
we
said
to
International
4
-
8818
.
“
It
is
forbidden
,
”
they
answered
.
We
said
:
“
The
Council
does
not
know
of
this
hole
,
so
it
cannot
be
forbidden
.
”
And
they
answered
:
“
Since
the
Council
does
not
know
of
this
hole
,
there
can
be
no
law
permitting
to
enter
it
.
And
everything
which
is
not
permitted
by
law
is
forbidden
.
”
But
we
said
:
“
We
shall
go
,
none
the
less
.
”
They
were
frightened
,
but
they
stood
by
and
watched
us
go
.
We
hung
on
the
iron
rings
with
our
hands
and
our
feet
.
We
could
see
nothing
below
us
.
And
above
us
the
hole
open
upon
the
sky
grew
smaller
and
smaller
,
till
it
came
to
be
the
size
of
a
button
.
But
still
we
went
down
.
Then
our
foot
touched
the
ground
.
We
rubbed
our
eyes
,
for
we
could
not
see
.
Then
our
eyes
became
used
to
the
darkness
,
but
we
could
not
believe
what
we
saw
.
No
men
known
to
us
could
have
built
this
place
,
nor
the
men
known
to
our
brothers
who
lived
before
us
,
and
yet
it
was
built
by
men
.
It
was
a
great
tunnel
.
Its
walls
were
hard
and
smooth
to
the
touch
;
it
felt
like
stone
,
but
it
was
not
stone
.
On
the
ground
there
were
long
thin
tracks
of
iron
,
but
it
was
not
iron
;
it
felt
smooth
and
cold
as
glass
.
We
knelt
,
and
we
crawled
forward
,
our
hand
groping
along
the
iron
line
to
see
where
it
would
lead
.
But
there
was
an
unbroken
night
ahead
.
Only
the
iron
tracks
glowed
through
it
,
straight
and
white
,
calling
us
to
follow
.
But
we
could
not
follow
,
for
we
were
losing
the
puddle
of
light
behind
us
.
So
we
turned
and
we
crawled
back
,
our
hand
on
the
iron
line
.
And
our
heart
beat
in
our
fingertips
,
without
reason
.
And
then
we
knew
.
