Chapter 15Edison was floating through the mine tunnels. He looked down and saw a great grey wolf that stared at the landslide and loosed a mournful cry. It began to dig, even though its paws became blackened with dust and its pads tore, a claw coming off completely, its blood mixing with the dirt. Yet it didn’t stop. It looked up at him with amber eyes. “Wake. Wake now!”…
With a start, Edison jerked awake, sitting up from where he’d slumped on the rocks. Covering his face with his hands, he shook his head. Maybe the others are right. Maybe I should just accept there’s no way out.
“Edison? Edison, are you there?” The voice was muffled, but familiar.
“Bleddyn, is that you? Where are you? Please God, don’t say you’re trapped here, too.” Edison looked behind him, and in the light from his g
