There’s Nothing Sweeter Than Home
Finally, in the dim light of the moon, Mike’s house came into view, luring the two survivors of their terrifying journey with the promise of shelter, sustenance, and a comfortable bed in which to recuperate. As they hobbled into the foyer, they threw their heavy luggage to the side and made their way to the rooms they had reserved.
That night, as Dale thumbed his priceless find in his hands, thoughts of long-lost gold and treasures ran through his head as he lay in bed. After that, he went to sleep and had a protracted nightmare in which he saw infinite underground passageways and heard the echoed voices of all the long-dead people who had inhabited the bunker in the past.