Luke swings the cart to the left and accelerates. It whizzes down the dark corridor. Luke barely registers what the dim headlamps show him before shooting past. With every meter, the pounding thunders more loudly.
A blaster bolt zips past Luke’s head. By the time it explodes in the left-hand wall, they have passed the impact sight. Luke hazards a look over his shoulder. A pair of headlamps follows 100 meters behind. A stream of blaster fire streaks from above the lights.
When Luke turns back around, the cart’s headlamps illuminate a huge machine. A Droid sits atop the machine, facing away from Luke. The machine slams one-meter floor panels into place every other second. On the right, there is perhaps a meter-and-a-half of clearance. Luke guesses the gap is about two centimeters wider than his cart. To the left, the machine is flush with the wall.
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