Except for the bits of shirt and some signs of disturbed dust, one tunnel looked the same as any other.

Max pointed at the disturbed dust on the desktop.

He shook his head; the disturbed dust flew.

The companions ran forward to see what had happened, the disturbed dust stinging their eyes and clogging their lungs.

Motes of disturbed dust preened and swayed lazily in the beam.

Instead he bent over the disturbed dust in one aisle.

Drops of wax had fallen into the disturbed dust.

The padlock was still shut, but it was obvious by the disturbed dust in the area that someone had been there.

He was pointing to the disturbed dust under a window and the unchanged impressions of footprints across the floor.

Only the disturbed dust swirled and eddied, trickles of earth running down from the broken floor above.