In the end it didn’t matter. There wasn’t another way out of the place, just raw, scuffed foundation. Rob sighed, noticing as he turned Edward had followed him.
“Might as well keep trying to gather evidence,” said Edward.
“We already have a lot of it.”
“So do we. Probably even more than your group. But what’s the alternative to pass the time?” asked Edward. If he was expecting Rob to suggest what his tone was hinting at, it wasn’t going to happen.
“Your turn. Ask some questions or something.”
Edward shrugged and panned about with his camera.
“All right Ned, how about—actually, can you give us a sign you really are Ned? Not someone else? If you’re Ned, say something, move something, give us an indication.”
They waited, but nothing happened.
“How about give us a sign if you’re not Ne
