“Who’s there?” I asked nervously. “It’s me, Mel… Where are we?” “I don’t know.” “What happened?” “I don’t know!” We took a couple of moments to catch our breath. I could feel Mel’s body pressed up against mine and I tried to wriggle back to make some space between us, but I couldn’t move. “Hang on,” I said. “I’ve got my mobile here…” Wriggling around a little, I managed to pull my phone from my pocket and turn it on. The glow from the screen was enough to illuminate the tiny space around us. We were surrounded by soft, white silk – like the inside of a coffin. Oh no! I could feel Mel begin to panic. “No!” she breathed. “This can’t be happening.” “Look, just calm down…” “Calm down?” she cried. “We’ve been buried alive. Together!” She began to hammer on the lid of the coffin with her fists. “Help! HELP!” “No one’s going to hear us!” I snapped. “We’re two metres underground!” “But how?” asked Mel, her voice cracking.
