Then it's down to business. You get to your feet—any dizziness from your blackout has passed—and load the breastplate into your backpack. You can feel the straps strain against the weight. Then, with Abdul taking the lead, you head out back down the east passage toward the exit.
The journey back along the twisting exit passage seems to go faster than the journey to the central chamber. You have a spring in your step, and everybody's spirits seem to rise. You've done it: you got here first, beat the Nazis to their prize. Now you just have to get back to civilization and decide what to do with it.
But then, just as you are approaching the final bend in the tunnel that will lead you out, Abdul stops suddenly and raises his hand.
"Extinguish your lamp," he says to you as he snuffs out his own lantern's flame. "I hear voices ahead."
You wait anxiously in pitch blackness as Abdul creeps forward to the bend and peers around it. When he whispers back what he sees, his voice is grim.
"Nazis," he says. "They have found us."
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