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

The Failed Plan

Next to the helmet, half-buried in rubble, sat a coil of blasting cord. The outer layers were scorched, the end blackened as if fire had kissed it.

Harold spoke softly. “She tried to blow the valve. To end it all. But I stopped her. Said it would flood the town. She didn’t listen.”