Amalric closes his eyes, feeling the nigh torturous darkness enclose him. He continues to walk steadily forward, repeating a prayer over and over again. "Hear my prayer, O Lord; let my cry for help come to you. Do not hide your face from me when I am in distress. Turn your ear to me; When I call, answer me quickly." His voice becoming more and more distressed with every repetition of the familiar words.