Allissa

Dayanara sagged. Lyle caught the whole of her weight.

“He went in,” I said. “Under the mountain. He went in.”

“Then we go in after him,” Darren said, and there was no arguing left in his voice.

We found a way down that didn’t kill us.

By the time we reached the gorge floor, the light was going. The seam stood in front of us and cold river air poured out of it. The water ran in and disappeared. There was a lip of dry stone along one side, just wide enough for feet, and we ...