and even though it was freezing down there, I started to feel sweaty, so I asked Daisy if she wanted to go for a walk.
“A walk?” “Yeah, just, I don’t know, down the tunnel or something.”
“You want to go for a walk down the tunnel.” “Yeah. I mean, we don’t have to.”
She pointed into the darkness beyond the reach of our headlamps. “You’re proposing that we just walk into that void.”
“Not for like a mile or anything. Just to see what there is to see.”
Daisy sighed. “Yeah, okay. Let’s go for a walk.” It only took a minute for the air to feel crisper.
The tunnel ahead of us was pitch- black, and it curved in a long, slow arc away from the party until we couldn’t see the light from it anymore.
We could still hear the music and the people talking over it, but it felt distant, like a party you drive past.
“I don’t understand how you can be so inhumanly calm down here, fifteen feet below downtown Indianapolis, ankle deep in rat shit,
but you have a panic attack when you think your finger is infected.”
“I don’t know,” I said. “This just isn’t scary.” “It objectively is,” she said.
I reached up and clicked off my headlamp. “Turn off your light,” I said.
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