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I walk with Collins, out to the barn. He opens up one of the tall wooden doors and shines a large square torch across the floor. We follow the beam over to the tractor. Collins hands me the torch and climbs up into the cabin. He starts the engine. Diesel fumes kick out of the rattling exhaust. He rolls the tractor forward several feet. Turns off the engine and jumps down. He grabs the torch off me and shines it on the floor.
Collins kicks some loose strands of hay aside. I see there's a trapdoor in the floor. A padlock on the end of a chain around a rusty old iron handle. Collins takes a busy key chain out of a jeans pocket. He singles out a key and removes the padlock and chain. He opens up the trapdoor, steps down into the hole and invites me in.
"Mind how you go, now," he says, as
