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

From spot to spot

Cody ran from storm drain to storm drain, his ears pressed to the ground at each stop. Every time he heard his father’s muffled voice, relief washed over him. “I hear you, Dad!” Cody called into the Walkie-Talkie, his small hands gripping it tightly. Each confirmation from his son kept Ben grounded in the dark, their teamwork bridging the unsettling distance between them. Together, they pushed further into the unknown.