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“Which bunk?” he asked

“Pick any of thea said “There’s plenty of space”

He threw his stuff on one of the bunks and then sat down by the other men “Why is it so hot down here?”

Masinga played a card “Because we’re in a volcano,” he said “Where do you think the hot water comes from?”

“Geothermal?”

They nodded in unison

Devlin looked around There was no shaft leading to the surface here, only a thin grate above the door for ventilation

“How far down are we?”

Neither a looked at it briefly and then reached for it Devlin slaa’s “I said how far down are we?”

Masinga threw the table over and grabbed Devlin by the shirt, hauling hi him into a locker

“You think you’re the first one here with plans to get out?” Masinga shouted “The men who run this place aren’t fools They know that a death sentence awaits thes they’ve done To think of escape is a crime, to talk of escape will land you in the torture chamber And to actually try… The rule here is sihts back, three men die”

Devlin shook loose of Masinga’s grasp “So you just put up with it until they work you to death?”

Masinga glared at him “My father spent twelve years in a South African jail for his political activities He survived by putting up with it until salvation ca to see hoet us killed with your rabid tongue before that happens”

Devlin stared at his two roooing to get out of here or die trying”