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Finding light
Come on. Work,” Henry mumbled. He remembered he got a lighter in his back pocket and tried to get it to work. Tom appeared next to him and tried to help, and finally, a weak flame appeared. It wasn’t much, but enough to see their direct vicinity. “Here!” Tom exclaimed as he pointed at an old oil lamp on the wall beside him. That would certainly light up the space! If it still worked.
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