“So that’s when the space fungus started swarming our ship!” Hyren said. They had to have been walking for at least half an hour, now, but Hyren had scores more stories to tell. The tunnel was now so narrow that Hyren barely fit in it, and if it got any narrower he was going to have to turn to one side. “I turned to the Navibot helmsman and—“ He stopped short, drawing in an uncertain breath.
“What is it?” Terra asked from behind him.
Just ahead, the tunnel ceiling abruptly dipped, reducing its navigable area to a mere crawlspace a few feet high. It looked just large enough for Hyren to squeeze through. He shuffled awkwardly aside so Terra could see.
“Blynn, you go first,” he said. “I’m sure we’re nearly to the end. Maybe.”
Blynn started toward the hole, dropping to all fours and holding
the lantern ahead of her with one forepaw. The firelight receded until it was
barely visible.

