I took another step into the abyss. “What’s down here?” I called to her. I could sense her presence at the top of the stairs. “Don’t worry,” Rachel replied. “It’s more scared of you than you are of it.” I heard her chuckle, a laugh that stuck in her throat, never quite reaching her lips. As usual, I would have to see for myself. —Dr. Malcolm Adudel Phantoms of the Prairie
