We each held a flashlight. As we strode slowly down the narrow corridor, it was pitch black. The only light came from our flashlights. That could have been because it was nighttime, though. Jada walked fearlessly on, leading the group, but Lisa appeared to be skittish. Cave exploration was clearly not her specialty.

We walked on then suddenly something was flying at us. Whatever they were, there was a lot of them, squeaking loudly and flying into our hair. We were all ...