Storm of Shadows
“For the first half mile, the tunnel was wrapped in gray concrete, and the Chosen Ones exclaimed and pointed, awed and amazed at the network that connected the city.
Abruptly, the smooth surface quit. Gravel and dirt crunched beneath Aaron’s shoes, the air grew dank, and once, pebbles from the ceiling fell like a patter of hail behind them. It got darker until they came to what looked like a crossroads, where passage after passage stretched into the gloom. Here Martha switched on her flashli...ght and continued steadily on. As they passed one passage, Aaron caught a whiff of fetid air. He looked; it plunged downward, and the hair stood up on the back of his neck.
They were being watched.
The Chosen Ones moved closer to each other, and to Martha.
“Martha, who built this labyrinth?” Samuel asked.
Unlike the Chosen, Martha seemed impervious to the atmosphere. “Some of the tunnels were dug during Prohibition to move liquor.MoreLess
Abruptly, the smooth surface quit. Gravel and dirt crunched beneath Aaron’s shoes, the air grew dank, and once, pebbles from the ceiling fell like a patter of hail behind them. It got darker until they came to what looked like a crossroads, where passage after passage stretched into the gloom. Here Martha switched on her flashli...ght and continued steadily on. As they passed one passage, Aaron caught a whiff of fetid air. He looked; it plunged downward, and the hair stood up on the back of his neck.
They were being watched.
The Chosen Ones moved closer to each other, and to Martha.
“Martha, who built this labyrinth?” Samuel asked.
Unlike the Chosen, Martha seemed impervious to the atmosphere. “Some of the tunnels were dug during Prohibition to move liquor.MoreLess
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