The voices came closer and echoed around the unseen chamber. Ivan turned in circles, searching for something to stand against. The voices seemed to surround him, coming from all directions and no direction at the same time. Suddenly a small orange orb floated into view to his left. It bobbed up and down a few times, and then stopped, hovering like a new planet in an empty universe. Ivan shrank down on his heels, but it was too late: the orb spit out a blinding beam and focused on his crouching form.
"There he is!" shouted a husky, wavering voice.
"Oh lordy, he's an interloper!" shouted another.
Ivan couldn't see the number of the approaching voices with the light in his eyes, but it sounded like a small troop. He called out to the light: "Please, don't hurt me!"
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