Give me a moment."We waited, the distant drip of water the only sound. It smelled different here—stale with an almost musky odor. Cold too. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying not to let my teeth chatter, which would only have Jeremy offering me his jacket."Hmmm," he said after a moment. "There must be a distant source of light. I can make out shapes, but barely, and it doesn't seem to be getting any better.""No light at all means even you can't see, right?""I'm afraid so. My night vision needs something to work with. I'll move slowly. Here, give me the flashlight and your shoes, and put your hands—"He guided them to his hips. I moved closer… just for safety, of course.We started forward again, creeping along in the dark. We made it about fifty feet, and around the bend, when I heard a sound that made the hair on my neck rise. The chattering of tiny, needle-sharp teeth."Please tell me that's mice," I said. "Or underground squirrels.""Okay."I poked his back. "Liar.""Don't worry.
