Play@YSDC

"Perhaps we could," says David, "if we didn't need air to breathe. We might be able to get away with it if we can leave gaps that are wide enough for air to pass through but wide enough for the bats to get at us. And if we have enough time before sunset to block off both tunnels, which is doubtful." He checks his watch to see how much time they have.

Quinto's shout echoes in the night. Only the sounds of the jungle respond. An uncaring God seems to have left his children.