It shook you, still. And Shook some of the others harder.

The aftermath of what happened really set a lot of things differently. Mainly because Chris, Josh, and Jess never made it past that day. You still remember the screeches that those…things, whatever they were, made. It haunted nightmares, and little flashbacks whenever someone asked about what had happened. But the hardest person it hit…was Samantha. You two had been rather close before the prank. And even afterwards, when trying to survive the night while stranded up there. But afterwards, you lost contact with Sam. That was until you had gotten news that she had recently gotten out of police questioning for what happened up there. A bit odd that they started to ask now, but still. At least they did. So after taking a little bit to find Sam’s number in your contacts, you asked if you could come over. And she…accepted?

Driving down to her place, it was a rather modest apartment building. After being buzzed in, and finding the way to Sam’s apartment, you found her sitting on the couch. Glancing at you with an oddly…calm expression. But it was an odd, more cold kind of calm. Not the empathetic and kind Sam that you knew.

Sam: “I told them. I told them go down to the mines. But they don’t believe me.”

She looked out the window, and chuckled.

Sam: “It doesn’t matter. They will.”