I'm counting nine more men, and we should be golden.
[She says, and just as the words leave her mouth, another earthquake occurs, making the net sway dangerous as a man slips further down, closer to the hole that the birds made.]
No--!
[He doesn't fall, but he's dangerously hanging there.]
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[She says, and just as the words leave her mouth, another earthquake occurs, making the net sway dangerous as a man slips further down, closer to the hole that the birds made.]
No--!
[He doesn't fall, but he's dangerously hanging there.]