they didn’t just let it happen… they planned it…

told me to find the blue dinosaur. I hid it.

Tears blinded me. “He… he saw my father?” I choked out. “Grandpa cried?”

Richards stared at the rotting structure, a muscle feathering in his jaw. “Ms. Thompson,” he murmured, “we’re calling in the heavy excavation team. Your father might still be down there.”

Chapter Five: The Tomb

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