Collapse:
The concussive force of the blast knocked everyone to the floor of the tunnel. The overpressure from the explosion extinguished all the mining lamps and caused cave-ins along the stretch of the tunnel they occupied. The shoring was sufficient to create pockets not full of stone and dirt, but they were small.
Helena tried to move, but she found herself pinned under the cave in, difficult to breathe, barely able to croak out a weak, “Sigmund?”
Her voice sounded funny in her head, accompanied by a ringing sensation in her ears. Spitting, trying to get dirt out of her mouth, she saw blood mixed with the mud, and tasted the iron of blood more pronounced. As time passed, she took better inventory of her situation. Something laid on top of her pinning her to the floor. She wiggled he
