“Owen?” Logan’s nervous voice brought Owen back to reality. He had let himself drift a fair distance away from the wall, so he decided to not leave Logan worrying and swim back.
“There are four more tunnels like the one we came from,” Owen reported once he was close enough. “Hopefully one of them leads to the surface, but who knows what’s in there. And once we go in, we’ll have to remember which ones we’ve already tried, but they all sort of look the same.” Owen took a deep breath, trying not to feel hopeless. “I’m sure we could mark them somehow, but this doesn’t look good.”
“Is that all there is?” Logan asked. He’d gone very pale from nerves, but his eyes were determined. “Just a bunch of random holes?”
“Well, it looks like the pattern that was on the rock from before,” Owen said, f
