Betty POV
The water was refreshingly cool. This little cave was cute, with not much room to move around in, the ground was soft, not muddy, the water seemed to run down the walls and into a small pond that never seemed to fill, and I could not see an outlet, so I guess it was seeping through the pond base and away to who knows where, but it did smelt clean and fresh, and no spiders or bats, two things I really don’t like. I am not scared of them or anything like that, they just make my skin crawl, and not in a good way. They seem to crawl out of small holes and find their way into places they shouldn’t. Mum was bitten once when I was young. She was sick for about a week. I was too young then to know I could have helped her heal, but that was the beginning of my dislike of those creepy cra
