“Look, Papa; that column goes all the way to the top!” Charles exclaimed.
The cave was nothing like neither the cave they stayed in after the whirlpool wind nor the one they found Wheeler and the girl in; this one had pockets of very colorful rocks. There were crystals of lavender and orange, and different shades of umber; from gingery, yellow brown to dark reddish brown- some were pink and white; there were even some that were so clear that you could almost see through them.
Delving deeper into the cavern, they began to feel a cool breeze coming from a tunnel at the back of the cave. They seemed to travel …show more content…
“That's what I have a strong, handsome husband like you for.”
Henry was pleased to see her happy. She had not been her usual self since the incident with Hank Wheeler. The entrance to the tunnel was roomy as they started in, but then it narrowed slightly, and then narrowed some more, twisting this way, then that. By now, they were single file, with Henry taking the lead, followed by Charity and then Charles.
They walked what seemed several hundred feet and then came to a wider part of the passage that had water running alongside it.
“Watch your step,” Henry advised. “It’s a little slippery along here.” He stopped and held the lantern higher. Across and above the little stream was a cavernous, deep opening.
“I’d hate to fall off into that,” said Henry. Charity and Charles both tiptoed to see what Henry saw, before they continued following the passageway.
About fifty feet past where the water ran alongside them, Henry suddenly stops and asks, “Do y’all hear that?”
A flutelike noise could faintly be heard above the constant din of the other noises.
“I hear if, Papa,” said …show more content…
The inside dimension of the cave was maybe fifty-square. The cave was definitely not a mystery cave- by the looks of it- it had entertained numerous guests.
There were some small animal carcasses piled near one wall- undoubtedly, the remnants of several meals. The remains of long burned out campfires centered the room.
“Someone stayed here for a good while,” observed Henry, pointing out the dozen or so skeletons lying around the room.
As soon as she entered the cave, Charity fell into a trancelike state; she saw what the others could not see; the spirits that remained in the cave…
Since the night on the trail, when the spirit, that at first felt loving, had come and entered her body and she’d had the smothering sensation, she had seen many strange things and many spirits of people she did not know. The spirits in the cave were old and much wrinkled. There were a dozen or so ghosts there; they appeared to be scared or worried, maybe. However, it soon became apparent to Charity that they were lost. They were stuck between the first world and complete