Telegraph writes: "Tom's standing in the shadow of a giant cannon. He's firing at the gigantic sand worm that barrels alongside our train, occasionally rearing up and blotting out the desert sun as it shrieks and charges forward. Every blow sends a shock wave through our vehicle. It's slowly overheating. Downstairs, the coolant valve lights are blinking. Flames are billowing across the ceiling. I head down, hammer B and achieve a momentary reprieve. I feel the worm slam against us and overhead, Tom's shooting subsides for a moment. I hear him cursing."