Down The Hole
She took her first step down the staircase, shining her light all over.
Cobwebs caught against her face and hair as she waved them out of her way.
From the looks of things, it had been a long time since anyone had been down here.
Jemma realized that unlike the barn above, which her dad erected out of wood, this place was concrete and stone.
The walls were white, although layered with dust.
Her survival instinct yelled for her to turn back, get her brothers, or sell the barn to Mr. Halsey.
But she couldn’t stop now.