Man Discovers a Hole in His Front Yard, Then He Takes a Look Inside

No time to talk

Harold stated that he had no time to explain because what he saw down there immediately needed expert attention. “We need help!” The poor, scared man shouted. So, without diving in deeper, Harold picked up his phone from his back pocket and started dialing numbers. “Hello? Hello? Is this the fire department? Yes? Great. This is Harold Figgins Speaking. I live at 1032 Blake Springs and want to report an emergency!”