A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates last week, and the late update today! In my defense, I was getting married. Enjoy the rest of Chapter 4! The inside of the mine shaft is more or less as Austin expected it to be - dark, quiet, with the lingering smell of rotting wood. It isn’t quite claustrophobic. The ceilings arch a good couple of feet over his head, high enough that even Otter doesn’t have to stoop, and the light makes it easy to see anything they’re going to run into before they hit it. The ground slants at a slight incline, like they’re going deeper underground the farther they walk, and Austin wonders just how far down the shaft went before it caved in. As reluctant as he is to admit it, it’s actually a pretty cool place. He can see why teenagers would want to come here to drink and make out, even if it is a little morbid to do all of that in a place where so many people died.
OH HEY. IT’S THIS ONE.