Matt shrugged, feeling the weight of the anorak crushing the courage he was trying so hard to muster. Whoever created the tunnel was wise to design it in such a way as to keep the heat from the surface. It was not chilling down here, but it was better than the boiling temperature above. The captain had insisted he remained in the anorak, however hard he had complained. It will keep the eyes of the people away from you. He had said the last time. Even though the weight of the anorak was ten times that of any wool Matt could think of, it was oddly becoming comfortable.