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dirt surrounding my hand started crumbling and falling to the ground. Air hit my face and my nostrils. Oxygen. David removed the rest of the dirt, while I found my phone and used some of the battery to shine light so we could see.
    “It looks like a tunnel,” I said.
    “It is a tunnel,” David said. “It’s small, but must lead somewhere.”
    I took in a couple of deep breaths. It had been hard to breathe properly in the cave with three people sharing the air. It felt so liberating to be able to breathe properly again. The tunnel ahead of us was low and we would have to walk with our heads ducked, but at least we could move. We could go somewhere. At least there was a little ray of hope. The boy in my arms started to breathe more regularly. I felt a deep relief in my heart.
    David kicked the last of the dirt wall to make the hole bigger. He felt the ground and the ceiling with his hands.
    “Limestone,” he said.
    “Limestone? We must be really far down then,” I said.
    “I’m not a geologist, but I know that usually the limestone layers are about four to five hundred meters underneath the surface.”
    “Five hundred meters underground?” I gulped.
    “We’re probably not that deep down. In these areas of Jutland, the limestone is closer to the surface. That’s why these areas used to be mined. But it is good news.”
    “Why is it good news?”
    “Because it means we’ve hit the mines. I’m guessing this tunnel is part of what used to be the mines. The world’s largest limestone mine, Monsted kalkgruber, is very close. It’s actually our neighbor. It covers sixty kilometers underground, what they know of, but many tunnels have been naturally shaped leading further away. Caves are shaped naturally by the erosion of the limestone and by water. This area is known for its many underground caves. They probably just didn’t know they were building an entire neighborhood on top of them.”
    “Sixty kilometers. But that’s such a huge area. How is that good news? If this is one of the tunnels, then we risk getting lost down here,” I lit his face with my phone.
    “Because that means there has to be a way out somewhere. We just need to find it. Now, shut off that phone and save the battery for later. We’ll feel our way through the tunnel. Follow me.”
     

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    “ I T’S JUST A DREAM. We’ll wake up in a few minutes and everything will be back to normal, don’t worry.”
    Afrim stared at Thomas like he was mad. Thomas didn’t care. He knew a daydream when he saw it. It was just like the time he imagined going into the school with a knife and killing children and teachers. It had been a very vivid dream, but it had been nothing but a dream. Once he snapped out of it, he found himself sitting at his house, staring at the school from his window. There was no blood. No screams. No terror in their eyes.
    “It’s not a dream,” Afrim said. He was still whimpering. Thomas wished he would stop doing that. It was so annoying. He was ruining a perfectly good daydream. Thomas looked at the hands and feet sticking out of the walls and ceiling. Then he laughed. It was one of the better ones. One of the more horrifying ones. But he was getting tired of it now. He blinked his eyes a couple of times to get back to reality. But nothing happened. He was still with the whining boy underground.
    Thomas sighed. So, this one insisted on going on, huh?
    “Please Mr., we need to help these people. They’re stuck,” the boy said.
    Might as well play along. One of those in there might be your girl.
    Thomas Soe used his fingers to dig. Frantically, he dug his fingers into the dirt where the arms and legs were sticking out. Afrim was lying on the ground, holding on to his leg, and crying. Thomas had no idea what he was doing. All he could do was hope that he would find the girl. She had to be in there somewhere…if this was real, and if she was real. He had put the lighter down and managed to dig an entire arm and a leg