Earthquake Reveals Tunnel On Farmer’s Land, Then They See Where It Leads

Reading the markings

Tom brushed dirt away from one of the old beams and spotted something faint. Letters had been burned or scorched into the surface. “MLB co… I can’t read the rest of it,” he said, squinting in the dim light. Charles knelt beside him, staring at the letters. A chill passed through him. Someone had been down here. Not animals. Not nature. People. People who knew this tunnel existed—or worse, people who built it themselves.