By Lisa Goudy
I hear my name called out from the darkness.
“Lisa, help me!” shrieks a desperate voice amongst other cries and bloodcurdling screams.
Walking with my group in the dark, I’m grateful I decided to wear my winter coat and gloves because the late October air is brisk. I can see hardly anything in front of me except our tour guide Dennis’ green glow stick leading us on.
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Awesome! So cool!
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