JON
Anton led the way on a narrow path that spiraled downward along the cavern wall. Jon followed, but he kept a wary eye on the floor below. Each step took them closer to the stage area where the demons had met. If any demons were in the area, he didn’t see them, but an uneasy feeling in his gut told him they were still around. So where was Anton’s shortcut to the outside? Where was the rescue equipment?
Jon periodically glanced up at the ledge to check on Chris, but this far down he couldn’t see much. Anton picked up the pace, practically jogging down the path. Jon reluctantly stayed with him, step for step. Every so often he touched one of the knives under his shirt for reassurance.
“RUN, KELLY! RUN, TRAVIS! DON’T COME BACK! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!”
The words echoed through the cavern l
