The coffin is not entirely closed. It's a little open, and I can see light from somewhere. I don't know where it comes form (maybe Father Mole left the light burning when leaving for work?), but it's there. I take out my pocket mirror, point on the sun light and wait for it to reflect and melt the coffin's locks. When his is done, I start digigng. The moles help me and I'm back up in the fresh air just before I run out of oxygen.
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Date: 2011-05-05 01:58 am (UTC)Avi//Hufflepuff