4

I didn’t die, obviously. All I did was black out like a sissy. I opened my eyes to Drake hovering over me in the back of Jorge’s house, on what must have been his bed. I was out for only a couple of hours, but they must have been action packed ‘cause Drake wouldn’t stop talking.

I had gone down into the cave alright, just like you probably thought I did. Didn’t go very far though, I had gotten hung up on a ledge. Drake kept telling me over and over how lucky I was, how lucky everything was.

“You don’t know how lucky you are man!” he said. “You don’t know how lucky all of us were!”

“I know, I know.” I told him, rolling my eyes. “You keep telling me. What happened next?”

He kinda paused, looking at me with hard eyes, like he was trying to see if I was messing with him.

“Just tell me already.” I said deadpan.

“Well, hell man. I don’t really know if I can describe it myself. I mean, for real describe it. Kinda like, it was like… Well… It was kinda like hell.” He was fidgeting with his hands, so I knew he was having a hard time with it all.

“There was kinda this huge cliff. And you were stuck on the very edge man. The lip. You don’t know how lucky you are man. You were stuck on the very lip of the edge of hell man. Hell!” He paused, scrunched up his brow then kept going.

“So… Okay, we get in there when the water is done moving around and we see you stuck like a fish in a net on the edge of this thing. Manuel and Jorge’ and everybody was in there and the water had gone down into the hole. But that wasn’t the thing man. That wasn’t the thing!” He was standing, arms waving.

“There were like, demons or something crawling up the sides man! Like, Succubus Vampire Demons crawling up the rocks to the top! Hundreds of em! And the farther we looked down, the more there were! Dude! I’m telling you! It was a portal to hell!” He waved his arms up in the air like a Sunday morning preacher.

And, as if God decided to emphasize the point right then and there, a huge KAWHUMP shook the room.

“What was that?” I yelled, grabbing the sides of the bed.

Drake looked out the window.

“Oh that’s The Sheriff, The Ranger, and Jordan. They decided to go back to her place and unload five hundred pounds of Tannerite into the hole… Judging from the explosion, that ought to take care of the problem. I sure hoped it did.

End