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

and Richard climbed into separate vehicles and drove away.

We waited five complete minutes.

Then we moved.

The road leading toward the museum was too exposed, so Sophie and I followed an abandoned railroad bed through the trees. Walking became increasingly painful. My ankle could barely support my weight.

After perhaps forty minutes, my phone suddenly continue reading …