Farmer Finds Tunnel On His Land After Earthquake, Can’t Believe Where It Leads To

A Message Waiting

Inside the cabinet, Marco’s hand brushed something smooth. A cassette tape, wrapped in plastic, dry despite the dripping walls that surrounded everything else.

Written across the label in dark ink were words that made his throat close up: “For M., if found.” Someone had left this for him. Along with a small cassette player.