CHAPTER 5In all his caving, Matt had never seen such beautiful gypsum and travertine formations. Swinging his flashlight beam to the right, he uncovered a dense forest of great white and reddish stalactites hanging like fantastic icicles, their tips dripping water that spattered on dazzling stalagmites that thrust over twenty feet from the floor.
The awesome spectacle entirely disappeared as Matt shifted the light. Wonderland vanished instantly and completely into chilling blackness.
One thing about caves always disturbed him—the darkness.
Without some light, nothing is visible. And the blackness of a cave is pure, below the twilight zone. Some light exists on the earth’s surface during the darkest night; human eyes cannot pick it up, but a cat’s specialized eyes can. Matt knew that dow
