For a few minutes, our underground prison was dark, but after a long while, a headlamp on the ceiling flickered on. I inspected the area. It was a fairly large room, just the perfect size for 14 people.
In one corner, there were six mattresses. This one along with the one in the middle of the room to cushion our fall from the basement totaled seven. That means two people per mattress.
In the opposite corner were a few bags. Supplies, I figured. I was right. In one bad was food. There were 14 each of granola bars, apples, sandwiches, and brownies. Just enough food to tide us over for a day or so.
In the second bag were drinks. 14 waters and 14 juice boxes to be exact. "They must've been very prepared to have the perfect amount of everything!", I thought.
In the final bag were various supplies. Black duct tape to fix up any broken mattresses, band aids, in case someone falls or trips, and this weird device with one single button on it.
I had to see what it was for, so I held my breath and slowly pushed it all the way in until I heard a small click noise. I prayed for the best.
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15 Feet Below
RandomLoosely based on the true story of the 1976 Chowchilla kidnappings. When a full school bus of kids vanish into thin air, it is up to Madison to use the clues she was given. Since one of her friends, Claire, and her cousin Finley, are among the lost...
