“Instead of standing there like a statue,” Essa said. “Why don’t you go down and see for yourself?”
She looked down at the shaft, and then at the flashlight. A smirk creeped on to those lips, before she grabbed the flashlight and dove into the depths.#AmEditing #WritersCafe pic.twitter.com/NIzBpgu0qm
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