My family left my daughter and me trapped in an abandoned mine—then her whispered warning revealed what my brother had said before we fell

air moved through it.

Air meant an exit.

We crawled.

Behind us, liquid splashed across wood.

Then came the unmistakable sound of a lighter clicking.

“Go,” I whispered.

The passage was barely wide enough for Sophie. I urged her forward while pulling my injured ankle behind me.

A roar burst through the chamber.

Firelight flickered through the cracks.

Smoke followed.continue reading …