by Willow Rose
“So, when you hit Mrs. Sigumfeldt’s car that morning and blocked the road, I take it that it wasn’t an accident?” I said.
“Hell no. I wanted that bitch to suffer for what she had done to me. But I got my revenge later on down here. I was trapped for a long time under the debris of a house. Once I managed to dig myself out, I found a lot of stuff. I found food and water bottles enough for a long time, along with a flashlight, and I found this fire poker. I grabbed it, thinking I could use it for digging if I needed to, but one day, while exploring the tunnels, I saw you. I saw all of you. I heard voices and followed them. Then I saw you in this cave. I was so angry. It occurred to me this would be the perfect place for my revenge. Even though I was going to die down here as well, at least I would get my revenge. No one would ever question me afterwards. No police would ever come after me. Ha. I even ate some of Mrs. Sigumfeldt, just to stay alive, after I had run out of food.”
“So, you were the one, not Brian?” I asked, puzzled. It began to make sense.
She nodded.
“I had to. To survive.”
“But did you also beat up Malene?” I asked.
“No. Thomas Soe did that. The bastard. Beating the crap out of the poor girl. It doesn’t matter. He’s gone now. Take my word for it.”
Okay, I thought to myself, trying to get the story straight. So, Gitte Jansen was the one who had been killing people in the tunnels, not Brian. It made a lot of sense. I turned to look at his dead body, still pierced into the limestone wall. People around Gitte Jansen were in shock, staring at her with eyes wide and hands covering their mouths. What a mess. It was unbelievable. I was happy that we had finally figured out what had been going on in the tunnels, but I was puzzled to know how we were supposed to stay down here for yet another month with a murderer in our group. How were we to keep her from killing more people?
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I couldn’t sleep at all that night. We had decided to take turns sleeping, David and I. We had to keep an eye on the sick and on our prisoner. David had tied her hands with some rope the surface had provided us. It had come in a survival case that contained a lot of things, among them, a first aid kit, a knife, and a rope.
David came to me and sat down. “You’re supposed to sleep,” he whispered.
“I know,” I said. “I just can’t.”
“Too many thoughts, huh?”
“A lot of questions and things I simply don’t understand, yes.”
“It’s a lot to take in at once, this story,” he said.
“You can say that again. Now, I wonder how we’re supposed to make it an entire month. Don’t you think she’ll try and escape? If she does, we’ll never find her again. It seems like she knows the tunnels better than any of us.”
David shrugged with a soft smile. “I don’t know. Let’s just say that then we have a new situation. We’ll deal with it if it gets to that.”
I smiled. I liked that about David. He didn’t worry. He took things as they came…if they came his way. It was a rare quality in people.
“You think they’ll start digging the hole tomorrow?” I asked.
They had told us they would need to dig a big shaft to get us all out of, and that was why it was going to take a long time. But, much to our frustration, they hadn’t even started yet. And it had been three days already. It was devastating. I thought about Sune, Julie, Tobias and William and suddenly missed them terribly. I felt so sad thinking about what they had to be going through. They had probably heard by now that I was alive, but that they had to wait a month to be able to see me again. How did that make them feel? Was it as unbearable for them as it was for me? We had asked if we could speak to our relatives, but they hadn’t granted us that permission yet. They just said they’d look into it. Kenneth said that they might be afraid to let people, especially children, into the crash-site, since they weren’t very sure of the stability of the ground. The thought didn’t make me particularly comfortable…to think we had made it this far and then it might all crash on us anyway.
We’ll deal with it if it gets to that.
David could tell I was sad and he put his arm around me. He pulled me closer and held me in his warm embrace for a long time. I enjoyed it and closed my eyes. He talked to me about his family, about his brother and parents, about him growing up and how his brother had always been there for him, how he had always gotten him out of trouble.
I had finally dozed off when someone entered the cave. The last person I would ever have expected to see down here.
“Rebekka?”
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I stared at Sune, while still being held in David’s arms.
“Sune?”
He was dirty and seemed tired. But it was definitely him. Next to him stood a guy I had never seen before.
“David?” the guy said.
David let go of me and we turned away from each other like children caught kissing in the schoolyard.
“Martin?” David said. “Is that really you?” Then he laughed joyfully.
It was so hard to believe that it was anything but an illusion caused by too much time spent underground. I blinked my eyes, thinking I might have finally lost touch with reality and started seeing things that weren’t there.
“Rebekka. It’s me,” Sune said, and came towards me.
I still needed time to digest this and make sure he was real.
“But…what? What…how did you…where did you come from all of a sudden?” I asked. I realized I could ask questions later, then rushed towards him to feel if he was actually real. I threw myself in his arms. Yup. He was real. He grabbed me and hugged me.
“My God. Thank God you’re alive. I thought I had lost you, Rebekka. I thought you were gone.”
“Me too. I thought I was about to die. How did you find us?”
“We walked through the mines. It took three days,” Sune said.
“And a lot of luck,” the guy David was hugging said. “Hi, I’m David’s brother Martin.”
I shook his hand, still holding onto Sune’s arm with the other. I wasn’t going to let go of him again.
“Heard a lot about you,” I said. “I’m Rebekka.”
“I know,” Martin said. He had tears in his eyes. We all had. Mine rolled across my cheeks.
“The kids, how are the kids?” I asked.
“They’re with your dad,” Sune said.
“My dad? But, is he well enough to take care of them?”
“If you ask him, he is. I told him I thought you might have fallen into the mines and could be alive down here, but that everyone else didn’t believe us, so we had to go in alone. He never hesitated once. Never told me it was impossible or tried to talk me out of it. All he said was he would take care of the kids for as long as it took.”
“Sounds like him,” I said. I looked into Sune’s eyes. He looked so tired. I could only imagine how bad I had to look after this long underground.
“We’ve got food,” I said, and showed him the bundle of food that had been lowered to us. “They finally broke through the ceiling three days ago, but they say it’ll take a month to dig us out.”
“Well, now they don’t need to,” Martin said. “We mapped the entire way here. We can get you back in three days.”
“Less than three days,” Sune said. “We took a couple of wrong turns on the way and ended up in dead ends. A lot of the tunnels have crashed and are blocked. But it’s all on the map now.” Sune kissed me on the lips. How I had longed to feel him this close again. It felt incredible.
“We have sick people that need help,” I said. “We’ll have to get them out of here as soon as possible. And we need to carry them. Three of them can’t walk on their own; they’re too sick.”
Sune nodded and looked at them. “Let’s get to it, then,” he said. “Let’s wake everyone up and begin the hike. The sooner we leave, the better. It’s almost morning anyway.”
Day 19, October 24th 2014
Going Home
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It took exactly two and a half day for us to get to the surface. It was a terrible hike. We took turns carrying Malene, Frederic, Afrim, and Buster, but it takes a lot of strength to carry another human being, especially when you are as weak and feeble as we were. We had to take many breaks to make sure everyone would make it. I was scared all the way for Afrim, whose fever was getting so bad he lost consciousness just before we reached the entrance to the mine. Never in my life had I been happier to see sunlight and the bright blue sky than in the first seconds I stepped outside. Even the clouds were beautiful and oh…oh the trees. Their orange and brown colors were astonishing. And the fresh air…oh, the fresh air. It felt like the best thing in the world to be able to breathe in fresh air. I guess it is true. You only know how to fully appreciate it when you’ve been deprived of it.
As soon as we had reception, Sune managed to call for assistance, and soon the entrance to the mine was crowded with paramedics and police.
We were all taken away in ambulances and admitted to the hospital in Viborg for observation. Just to sleep in a real bed again was amazing. It’s hard to explain how little things suddenly meant the world to me.
The next day, Sune brought the kids to see me. I had never been happier than when I finally held my babies in my arms again. I cried and kissed them, then cried some more. It went on for hours.
“You’re so skinny, Mom,” Julie said. “I hardly recognized you.”
“Well then, I guess you and I should eat a lot of cake in the coming days; what do you think?”
But she wasn’t in the mood for jokes.
“I thought we’d lost you, Mommy,” she said seriously.
“I know. I thought so too,” I said, and pulled her close. I looked into her beautiful eyes. She was so strong and not so little anymore.
William didn’t understand much. He was glad to see me and hugged and kissed me, but didn’t seem to understand much else. Julie, on the other hand, was devastated.
Tobias was quiet for a long time. He hid behind Sune. I signaled for him to come closer then gave him a warm hug.
“I was so scared down there. Scared of never getting to see you again,” I said.
“I knew you’d make it,” Tobias said. “I told Dad you never give up.”
“Well, I’m glad he didn’t give up either,” I said, while I leaned over and kissed him.
Later that afternoon my friend Lone paid me a visit. We cried a lot and she told me she had been so afraid to never see me again.
"Next time you'll visit me in Karrebaeksminde instead. How about that?" I said and hugged her.
When she had left I went to see Afrim and Buster in their hospital room. They had managed to kill the infection and put his leg in a cast. He was going to keep his leg, the doctor told me, even though it had been close. He had responded well to the antibiotic and could already sit up in his bed. Afrim’s father was sitting next to him, holding his hand, when I entered. Afrim smiled and Buster wagged his tail when they saw me. Afrim’s father got up and greeted me.
“Thank you so much, Rebekka,” he said. “Afrim told me all you did for him and how you helped him and protected him.”
“Well, he did most of it himself,” I said, and winked at him. “He and Buster make quite the team.”
I hugged Afrim. “Thank you,” he whispered.
“You’re welcome, kid,” I said.
I petted Buster on the head. I couldn’t believe he had survived. He was one tough cookie.
“I bet you can’t wait to get back to Karrebaeksminde?” Afrim’s father said.
I smiled and shook my head. “Well, yes and no. I’m leaving a part of my heart behind. An experience like this is not something you ever forget. Neither are the people you shared it with.”
“Come and visit us soon,” Afrim yelled after me as I left.
I was discharged later that day and walked past Frederic’s room, just to check on him. I saw his dad, Ole Sigumfeldt and his two brothers sitting by his bed, while Frederic was sitting up in the bed. I didn’t go inside. It looked like more of a family moment. Just to see that he was all right was enough for me.
“Ready to go home?” Sune asked. I nodded. I had seen the two boys were all right, and I knew Malene would be too. Benjamin had come by my room earlier that day and told me she was much better, and that he finally had the courage to ask her out on a date. I knew Mrs. Jansen was in the hands of the police, so she was someone else’s headache now. All the people who had lost their homes would be relocated into barracks outside of town, for the time being, they were told. I felt bad for all of them. They had survived being underground, but their trouble hadn't ended yet.
I looked at Sune and my wonderful children. I looked down the hall and wondered about David. He had left the hospital that same morning without saying goodbye to any of us, I had been told. I wondered if I would ever see him again.
Then I turned and looked at my family. All were smiling faces.
“I’ve never been more ready.”
THE END
Dear Reader,
Thank you for purchasing Eleven, Twelve…Dig and Delve. After reading this book, you might be wondering whether these sort of limestone mines are real. I can tell you, they are. In Denmark, we have a few of them. Monsted Kalkgruber is, in fact, the world’s biggest limestone mine, and most of what I tell about them in this book is true, including the fact that they ripen cheese inside of them. You can see their web-page and see pictures from inside the mines here: http://www.monsted-kalkgruber.dk/da.
Rebekka and Sune are going home to Karrebaeksminde now, but I am far from done with them yet. There will be more books about them and their adventures in the future. Until then, don’t forget to check out my other books by following the links below. And don’t forget to leave a review of this book if you can. It means the world to me.
Take care,
Willow
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Willow Rose is a multi-million-copy best-selling Author and an Amazon ALL-star Author of more than 75 novels. Her books are sold all over the world.
She writes Mystery, Thriller, Paranormal, Romance, Suspense, Horror, Supernatural thrillers, and Fantasy.
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Contents
Nine, Ten… Never Sleep Again
Prologue
1. August 2012
2. January 1995
3. August 2012
4. August 2012
5. January 1995
6. August 2012
7. August 2012
8. August 2012
9. January 1997
10. August 2012
11. August 2012
12. August 2012
13. August 2012
14. August 2012
15. August 2012
16. July 1999
17. August 2012
18. August 2012
19. August 2012
20. August 2012
21. September 2001
22. August 2012
23. August 2012
24. August 2012
25. August 2012
26. September 2001
27. August 2012
28. August 2012
29. August 2012
30. August 2012
31. August 2012
32. September 2001
33. August 2012
34. August 2012
35. August 2012
36. August 2012
37. August 2012
38. August 2012
39. August 2012
41. August 2012
42. August 2012
43. August 2012
44. June 2011
45. August 2012
46. August 2012
47. August 2012
48. July 2011
49. August 2012
50. August 2012
51. July 2011
52. August 2012
53. August 2012
54. August 2012
55. August 2012
56. August 2012
57. August 2012
58. August 2012
Epilogue
Afterword
Eleven, Twelve… Dig and Delve
I. DAY 1, October 6th 2014
Chapter 1
