Cold Sound
The image starts to become grainy and blurry at around the time that he had the distinct impression that he had heard the giggles of a young girl. Because there were no other peculiarities on the recording, he regarded it as being peculiar. And then he heard it: a distinct, yet barely audible tinkle of laughing. The hair on his head began to bristle, and he felt a cold run down his spine. Although he did not tell Mike about it at the time, it was at that point that he made the decision that he would never go back down into the bunker again. Absolutely not, not even for all the gold in the world.
Who knows what’s been stashed away in the forgotten bunker, where it’s been patiently waiting for some daring soul to come along and claim it? Who, however, is courageous enough to travel past the silent twin pipes that guard their secrets? Down into the long-forgotten labyrinth and the ruins of time, equipped with fortitude and a lantern, and possibly a trusted companion… down through the oppressive darkness and putrid odor, through the poisonous gas, lead, and live ammunition?