CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Beams stood in front of a gaping cave mouth, staring deeply into its pitch black depths. Even with the night vision enabled on his helmet, he couldn’t see very deep inside. He wondered if the darkness was normal shadow or if it was some kind of supernatural darkness which even the brightest light could not penetrate.
Given all of the other crazy stuff I’ve seen so far, that might not be too far from the truth, Beams thought. The world is a big, weird place. Who knows what lies in its depths?
Somewhere deep within the cave, Beams heard what sounded like a tiger growl, but it could just as easily have been the howling wind of the blizzard as it passed between the stalagmites and stalactites which guarded the entrance like the teeth of a dragon. He shivered slightly when
