was covered with fine grey sand, tiny animal tracks tracing across it like leaf veins. There were no larger prints.
âNo one can have been here since me,â said Ash. She stretched out by the entrance. âDuring the storm I lay here and listened to the thunder pounding outside. It was magical.â
The limestone walls were covered with insect carcasses and broken cobwebs dusted with sand. The dried remains of a small bush rat rested by one wall, its hide stretched over creamy bones.
Will rested the torch beam on a small opening, about shoulder width, at the rear of the cave. Just in front of it was a scattering of rocks, a rusted metal spike protruding from one.
âSomeone else was here once,â said Dan.
âA long time ago,â said Pollo, fingering the spikeâs flaking rust. âThis looks like an anchor of some kind, or maybe a handle.â
Ash got to her feet and peered over Polloâs shoulder. âI didnât notice this before. I stayed close to the entrance.â
âIt must be where the wallaby went,â said Pollo.
Ash smiled. âUnless it was beamed up by aliens.â
Will lay down and wriggled on his stomach, his head in the tunnel. âI think I can fit,â he huffed.
The others watched as, bit by bit, they saw less and less of him. Eventually the soles of his shoes had gone. They waited a minute.
âWill?â called Pollo.
âIâm still going!â the voice came back. âThe tunnelâs much wider now. Itâs ⦠hang on a sec!â They heard him huffing and crunching over loose rocks. âOh, wow! You guys should come on in!â
Pollo stuck her head into the hole. âWhat have you found?â
âCome and see!â said Will. âIâll shine the torch back up the passage. You wonât be in the dark for long.â
Dan went first, then Pollo. Pollo had gone about ten metres when she realised Ash wasnât following them.
âAre you coming, Ash?â she called, unable to turn around to look.
Ashâs voice drifted down the tunnel. âI sometimes get a little ⦠funny ⦠in closed spaces. Iâm not sure I should.â
âWe can just tell you what this oneâs like if youâd rather stay,â called Pollo.
âNo ⦠no, Iâll come. Iâd like to see for myself. Iâll justclose my eyes and breathe deeply if it starts to worry me; pretend Iâm floating in the night sky.â
Dan and Pollo wriggled on their elbows and stomachs until, with Willâs help, they were able to slither from the tunnel and stand beside him. Soon they saw Ash worming her way towards them. She dropped down from the tunnel and huddled close to Pollo.
Will cast the torch around. The new cavern was narrower than the first but in most places you could stand upright. Though the air was dense it felt cooler, like a muggy summer night.
âThat tunnel was stinky,â said Dan, âbut itâs okay in here.â
âI feel like weâre in the mouth of a giant animal,â said Ash.
âLike that Jonah character who got swallowed by a whale,â said Will.
âGross,â said Dan. âBeing dissolved by stomach acid. What a disgusting way to go.â
Will shone the torch on him. âYou know it didnât really happen, donât you? Itâs just a story, a legend.â
âOh.â
Pollo gazed around the cavern. âYou could live in here in a pinch, donât you think? Iâm wondering if thatbit of iron at the start of the tunnel might have been a door handle of some kind.â
âAnd maybe,â said Will, âthe small rocks around it were once all part of the same big slab.â
Pollo nodded. âIf you were being chased you could drag it shut behind you.â
âChased? By troopers maybe?â said Dan. âIf, say, you knew youâd be running from the law like, say, a bushranger?â
Pollo grinned.
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