I heard what was said of the universe, heard it and heard it of several thousand years; it is middling well as far as it goes - but is that all? -Walt Whitman
Drake pulls me to the side of the smooth rocky wall. I open my mouth to speak, but he covers it. Shaking his head, he takes me by the hand. I follow him into a side cavern. We inch our way further into the dark bowels of the cave.
The deeper we venture, the darker it becomes. Soon, I must rely on Drake to guide me. We turn into another side chamber, walking another thirty feet. He comes to an abrupt stop.
"Danny, you said you took nothing out of here, right?" His breath is warm and steady on my face and neck.
"That's right, I left everything the way it was. The pictures and the video Paul recorded on his phone last night will pro
