Chapter Seven
Ryan groans and his eyes flutter open, sending relief crashing through me.
"Ryan?" I whisper.
"What happened?" he croaks.
"You got hit on the head."
"Oh, right. Earthquake."
"Ah, so you remember. That's good." I scratch Rhubarb behind the ears.
"Yes. I just have a bit of a headache."
"Not a surprise. I couldn't find any other injuries, but you're going to need to get checked out properly once we're out of here."
"I promise. But how likely is that going to be?" he asks.
"I haven't checked it out yet. I haven't left your side. I didn't want you to wake up and think something bad had happened."
"You mean worse than a cave in when no one knows where we are?"
"Yes, that. At least we probably don't have to worry about getting bitten by anything nasty."
"Unless Rhubarb
