It was a labyrinth. With the light growing brighter and brighter outside the windows, Mary no longer had her power to guide us: we proceeded blindly, while b3hind us the frantic footsteps and shouts of the friars grew closer and closer.
"That door!" exclaimed Hart, pointing to a passageway. "I broke it down when we ent3red, that's the direction!"
We were slowed down by Mary, who was running with more effort, weighed down as she was by the th*ck pages of the Book she h3ld tightly to her as if it were her own son.
We took the direction indicated by Hart.
I turned for a moment to look.
They were almost up0n us.
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