“I used to cycle around here,” said Danny. “There"s a tunnel under the motorway … Hey! Of course!”
“A tunnel?”
“Yeah! There was this old footpath to the woods and they had to build a tunnel for it when they built the motorway. It"s not too far; we could be there in five minutes.”
“It sounds dangerous. If we get trapped down there we"ve had it. No one will hear us.”
“True, but it"s dark and quiet. If they don"t know about it we could be through and away while they"re still looking for us over here.”
She hesitated, trying to think of a better plan, trying to think clearly. The most important thing was to keep moving.
“OK, let"s go. I guess.”
They broke into a half-run, loping down the slope. She heard the wails of emergency vehicles, growing louder.
The marshy ground at the bottom sl
