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Book Three: The Prophet
Thetimecountercrawledarounditsfinalcircuit.
“Now!”Paulshouted,anddroppedhishand.
Gurneydepressedtheblasttrigger.
Itseemedthatafullsecondpassedbeforetheyfeltthegroundbeneaththemrippleandshake.Arumblingsoundwasaddedtothestorm’sroar.
TheFedaykinwatcherfromthetelescopeappearedbesidePaul,thetelescopeclutchedunderonearm.“TheShieldWallisbreached,Muad’Dib!”heshouted.
“Thestormisonthemandourgunnersalreadyarefiring.”
Paulthoughtofthestormsweepingacrossthebasin,thestaticchargewithinthewallofsandthatdestroyedeveryshieldbarrierintheenemycamp.
“Thestorm!”someoneshouted.“Wemustgetundercover,Muad’Dib!”
Paulcametohissenses,feelingthesandneedlesstinghisexposedcheeks.
Wearecommitted,hethought.Heputanarmaroundthesignalman’sshoulder,said:“Leavetheequipment!There’smoreinthetunnel.”Hefelthimselfbeingpulledaway,Fedaykinpressedaroundhimtoprotecthim.Theysqueezedintothetunnelmouth,feelingitscomparativesilence,turnedacornerintoasmallchamberwithglowglobesoverheadandanothertunnelopeningbeyond.
Anothersignalmansatthereathisequipment.
“Muchstatic,”themansaid.
Aswirlofsandfilledtheairaroundthem.
“Sealoffthistunnel!”Paulshouted.Asuddenpressureofstillnessshowedthathiscommandhadbeenobeyed.“Isthewaydowntothebasinstillopen?”
Paulasked.
AFedaykinwenttolook,returned,said:“Theexplosioncausedalittlerocktofall,buttheengineerssayitisstillopen.
