![]() ![]() I hadn’t screamed when I’d had to run from them, or when I fought them, or when I’d dragged Jack to the elevator, blood bursting from the hole in his neck. I hadn’t screamed when the monsters had descended on us. The dam broke, and I finally started screaming. He looked like some kind of hellish funhouse clown. Jack sat calmly beside me as I heaved, his bloody eye sockets and the gaping wound in his throat mocking me, mocking my attempt to rescue him. Before I knew it was coming up, I doubled over and retched through the grated floor. The glass-paned lantern dangling from the ceiling flickered wildly as the kerosene within dwindled, as if it were attempting to ward off its own death with bursts of exaggerated life.ĭread became a solid, burning thing within me, something twisting my own flesh to its will, speeding my heart and making my skin slick with sweat. ![]() ![]() I hit it again and again, wailed my fist on it. I pulled myself to my feet and pushed my best friend Jack aside, hitting the button that controlled the elevator. Trapped thousands of feet below the earth’s surface and hundreds above the bottom of the shaft, dangling in a dimly lit ten-by-ten foot cage over the black bowels of the very mine I had been so relieved to get work in. When the elevator groaned to a stop in the middle of the rocky shaft, I knew I was buried alive. ![]()
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