Turn My Collar To The Cold And Damp
It didn’t matter what the temperature was outside. Inside the mine, however, it was cold and damp. As he walked, his feet left 4-inch deep indentations in the damp ground. The water was coming from somewhere else, keeping the puddles of water flowing instead of them becoming stagnant. This was a good thing because stagnant pools of water, especially in abandoned mines, are known to release dangerous gases when disturbed.
He turned around, pointing his flashlight toward the exit but he could no longer see it. Then he heard it. Behind him, deeper into the tunnel, noises echoed. Someone or something was in there with him. He turned around and continued deeper. A choice he would come to regret.