Daycare Diary Mysteries: Secrets of the Underground Vault

"The flashlight was getting harder to hold on to, it felt wet in the palm of my hand. I unzipped my jacket to let some air in, I was starting to feel warmer. I wanted to look behind myself to see how far away from the ladder I had traveled. I wanted to look, to know, to let my senses get an idea of how far under The Redwoods I was, but the idea of turning my back to the darkness that loomed ahead was overwhelming. I couldn't look back. Instead, I kept inching forward, sweeping my flashlight...