Back To Work
James felt a reinvigorating sense of curiosity as he recommenced his digging mission. He cleared away more earth, revealing a large patch of the sheeting, and tore it away with his penknife.
Back To Work
James then hunched down over the wooden trapdoor and began heaving on the handle. While he grunted with the effort, silent theories raced through his agitated mind. Could this be a bunker? Or a secret stash for some historic heist? James was getting in, one way or the other.
Dark Stairway
With one final and immense heave, James broke the door free. He took a moment to catch his breath and steady himself before slowly peering into the hole. There, in the stinking gloominess, lay a rickety wooden stairway that was nearly in pieces.
Dark Stairway
James felt giddy with excitement, but at the same time, he felt afraid. He picked up his flashlight and requested that Sarah grab his ankles tight while he shimmied over into the hole. James’s upper body plunged into the dark.
