Boy Finds Hatch in Backyard, Then His Father Sees Where It Goes

Deep dark hole

Underneath the wooden hatch lay a deep, dark hole, its walls made of compacted dirt and reinforced with wooden beams. Ben shone a flashlight into the opening, the beam barely penetrating the darkness. “This must have been built for support,” he muttered, noting the careful construction. Cody, peering over his shoulder, asked eagerly, “Can I go in?” Ben shook his head firmly. “No way,” he said. “If anyone goes, it’ll be me.”