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started hopping grotesquely through the cell. Peter grabbed him and held him tightly.
    »And now you will tell me how I can get out of here.«
    Kelly made a loud smacking sound, as if he were testing his memory in his mouth. Then he moved very close to Peter and whispered into Peter’s ear.
    »There is an ancient sewage tunnel. It is located tolahame caosago homida. Under the hall with the Sigillum Dei. Very old shaft. Nobody knows about it. Just me and the Ooaona.« He giggled. »I am an Ooaona. I crawl around the Tabula Santa . I sniff the salt in the air. I find the shaft. Very old Darisapa, very narrow, very deep.«
    »Where does it lead?«
    »Into the depths, Peter! Berinu orocahe. Into the great darkness. Into the ocean. Into the big, big ocean, Peter!«
    Peter got nauseous. Narrowness, darkness, water. The demons of his nightmares. The three things he feared more than anything else in this world. He could feel the panic rise in his chest.
    »Are you absolutely sure, Kelly, that this is the only way out? Is there no alternative?«
    »No, Peter, this is the way. The path you have to take. This is the cup from which you have to drink. Hoathahe Saitan!«
    Kelly giggled again, hoarsely. »So kill me now. You swore it to me.«
    »No, Kelly, before I kill you I want to see this shaft. When I am sure that you did not lie to me, I will kill you.«
    Kelly uttered a furious and whimpering cry and began to squirm and writhe on the floor. »You are a crook and a cheat,« he hissed. »Nonuci dasontif Babaje! You shall be damned.«
    Peter grabbed Kelly again and hit him in the face. Kelly howled like a beaten dog.
    »Why are you doing this, Micama?«
    »Stop playing insane, Kelly. I will kill you but before I do, there are a few things you need to tell me.«
    »But I am insane, Peter. Completely dooainu!«
    Kelly wanted to wiggle his way out of Peter’s grip but Peter held him in an iron grasp.
    »Who are these ›light-bearers‹? What do they want? Answer my questions, Kelly, or I will forget what I swore to you.«
    Kelly kept twisting and turning and spat into Peter’s face. »You will not do that! Casaremanu hoel-qo!«
    »Oh yes I will, Kelly. I will just leave you here and they will continue to do with you what they have been doing with you the whole time. It will never end. You will not be allowed to die.«
    Kelly let out a scream. But then he calmed down again and knelt on the floor in front of Peter, looking into his eyes. In spite of the darkness in the cell, Peter saw Kelly’s eyes brighten.
    »Hoathahe Saitan! Perhaps I underestimated you, Peter.« Suddenly his voice sounded completely normal. »You want to know who the Bearers of the Light are? But you know it already, Peter. You’ve known it for a long time. You just forgot. Like so many other things. You also forgot that you are a murderer. You murdered Ellen and many other people.«
    Peter punched him again. Harder than before. Once. Twice. He punched Kelly in the face and yelled at him.
    »That is not true! That is not true, you lousy jerk.«
    »Yes, kill me, Micama, kill me now!« Kelly fell back into babbling insanities. »Hoathahe Saitan!«
    Peter let go of Kelly. Grim images rose before him, images of Ellen’s dead body and of a man and a woman standing in a long corridor, calling something out to him. They told him to hurry up.
    »You are ilasa, Peter. Cursed. Hoathahe Saitan! You will die if you don’t flee.«
    »Shut your trap!« Peter moaned, as he pressed his hands against his temples.
    Sat and slept, sat and slept…
    And then, another thought hit him, as clearly as a light in the night.
    You are losing your mind, provided you haven’t lost it already. Accept it. You. Are. Losing. Your. Mind. Now.
    »No!« Peter screamed to shake off the nightmarish images. He gasped for air as he looked over to Kelly, who was gazing at him with a compassionate look on his face while kneading the scar of his mutilated ear.
    »How does it feel, Peter?« Kelly asked in