Eleven, Twelve ... Dig and delve (Rebekka Franck Book 6) by Willow Rose Page A
Authors: Willow Rose
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tuna. We ate with our fingers. David even drank the water it had been in.
We rested for a few minutes. I put my head on his shoulder and we sat leaned against the limestone walls and closed our eyes.
Another rumble woke us up. A loud thud reminded us where we were and that the earth was still collapsing around us.
It was truly terrifying. But there was something worse. Another sound. A scream that pierced through our bones.
33
“ D ID YOU HEAR THAT?”
I looked at David. He nodded. “That didn’t sound good.”
“We have to get back to them,” I said, and got to my feet. “Something is wrong.”
More screams followed. Terrifying screams. My heart pounded. I wondered about the children…Afrim and Frederic. They were the ones I worried most about down here. They were so young and fragile. Both of them had their mothers who were badly hurt. A terrifying thought hit me.
What if one of the mothers had died?
“We have to find our way back somehow,” I repeated.
“All we can do is try one of the tunnels and see where it leads us,” David said, and got up as well. “I’ll mark the ones we’ve been through, and hopefully we’ll find the right one at some point.”
The prospect of running into these tunnels, not knowing where we would end up, terrified me, but not as much as the thought of what might have happened to one of the boys. The screams did sound an awful lot like they came from a child.
“Let’s do it,” I said.
“Okay,” David said, as he exhaled. “Guess we’ll take the one closest to the one we were supposed to go through before it crashed.”
“I’m right behind you.”
I grabbed my vagabond-bundle. The screams were still echoing through the mines, making me fear what we would find once we got back there, if we ever got back there.
I walked behind David for what felt like forever. It seemed to me that the screams were getting closer. At least that gave me some sense of security…that we were, in fact, going in the right direction.
And we were. The tunnel opened up, and suddenly we could walk upright. David started to run, and I followed as fast as I could, while still holding on tightly to the bundle of food. A thousand images ran through my mind. I was almost certain it had to be Afrim who was screaming. I prepared myself for it. I told myself that he probably lost his mother and needed to be comforted right now. I thought of the possibility that it might have been his dog, and at some point hoped that was it. It would be devastating for the boy to lose his friend, yes, but at least he would still have his mother. Afrim’s mother had been in terrible condition when we left. She had been very pale and hardly awake at all. I feared for her life most of all the people in the cave.
Please don’t let it be her, dear God. We’re so close with the water and food now. Just a few more minutes and we’ll have what she needs. It will help her, God. I know it will. Please don’t let her die a few minutes before we arrive.
“I think we’re getting closer,” David said. “I think we took the right way.”
We were running as fast as we could. The screams were more of a whimper or a loud cry now. It sounded more like someone scared than someone sad. It gave me hope that it might not be Afrim.
Maybe something happened to Frederic? Maybe his mom woke up and found him dead? Oh, God, did Frederic die? He was awfully weak!
The tunnel took a turn and we kept following it, when suddenly, David stopped. The tunnel had ended in a new cave. From there, there were two tunnels we could take besides than the one we came from. David lit his cell phone to see if there was a mark on any of them.
“There,” I yelled. “There’s a mark over there! We’ve been here before.”
David led the way through the next tunnel, and even though they all looked so alike, I was certain I remembered being in this one before. Halfway through it, the crying got louder, and we knew we were very close.
We rested for a few minutes. I put my head on his shoulder and we sat leaned against the limestone walls and closed our eyes.
Another rumble woke us up. A loud thud reminded us where we were and that the earth was still collapsing around us.
It was truly terrifying. But there was something worse. Another sound. A scream that pierced through our bones.
33
“ D ID YOU HEAR THAT?”
I looked at David. He nodded. “That didn’t sound good.”
“We have to get back to them,” I said, and got to my feet. “Something is wrong.”
More screams followed. Terrifying screams. My heart pounded. I wondered about the children…Afrim and Frederic. They were the ones I worried most about down here. They were so young and fragile. Both of them had their mothers who were badly hurt. A terrifying thought hit me.
What if one of the mothers had died?
“We have to find our way back somehow,” I repeated.
“All we can do is try one of the tunnels and see where it leads us,” David said, and got up as well. “I’ll mark the ones we’ve been through, and hopefully we’ll find the right one at some point.”
The prospect of running into these tunnels, not knowing where we would end up, terrified me, but not as much as the thought of what might have happened to one of the boys. The screams did sound an awful lot like they came from a child.
“Let’s do it,” I said.
“Okay,” David said, as he exhaled. “Guess we’ll take the one closest to the one we were supposed to go through before it crashed.”
“I’m right behind you.”
I grabbed my vagabond-bundle. The screams were still echoing through the mines, making me fear what we would find once we got back there, if we ever got back there.
I walked behind David for what felt like forever. It seemed to me that the screams were getting closer. At least that gave me some sense of security…that we were, in fact, going in the right direction.
And we were. The tunnel opened up, and suddenly we could walk upright. David started to run, and I followed as fast as I could, while still holding on tightly to the bundle of food. A thousand images ran through my mind. I was almost certain it had to be Afrim who was screaming. I prepared myself for it. I told myself that he probably lost his mother and needed to be comforted right now. I thought of the possibility that it might have been his dog, and at some point hoped that was it. It would be devastating for the boy to lose his friend, yes, but at least he would still have his mother. Afrim’s mother had been in terrible condition when we left. She had been very pale and hardly awake at all. I feared for her life most of all the people in the cave.
Please don’t let it be her, dear God. We’re so close with the water and food now. Just a few more minutes and we’ll have what she needs. It will help her, God. I know it will. Please don’t let her die a few minutes before we arrive.
“I think we’re getting closer,” David said. “I think we took the right way.”
We were running as fast as we could. The screams were more of a whimper or a loud cry now. It sounded more like someone scared than someone sad. It gave me hope that it might not be Afrim.
Maybe something happened to Frederic? Maybe his mom woke up and found him dead? Oh, God, did Frederic die? He was awfully weak!
The tunnel took a turn and we kept following it, when suddenly, David stopped. The tunnel had ended in a new cave. From there, there were two tunnels we could take besides than the one we came from. David lit his cell phone to see if there was a mark on any of them.
“There,” I yelled. “There’s a mark over there! We’ve been here before.”
David led the way through the next tunnel, and even though they all looked so alike, I was certain I remembered being in this one before. Halfway through it, the crying got louder, and we knew we were very close.
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