Chapter 47

"Give us this day the daily manna, without which, in this rough desert, he backward goes, who toils most to go on."

Canto XI, lines 13-15.

I was scared, but more fed up with the fact that I was going to die in this dark underground tunnel where no one could find me. Keres were well known in the underworld, and I wasn't surprised that one of them had chosen the old abandoned tunnels to feed on human blood in the cross worlds.