Earthquake Reveals Tunnel On Farmer’s Land, Then They See Where It Leads

No Explanations?

Marco’s voice cracked through the roar. “What happened to my mother? What are you hiding down here?” His questions echoed, swallowed by stone and water.

Harold didn’t answer. He simply waved Marco forward with the flashlight beam, signaling deeper into the maze. His silence was worse than denial. It meant he knew everything.