"I still blame you Spencer."

Shawn clicked his tongue. "C'mon man."

"If you hadn't-"


Lassiter winced as he covered his ears. "Spencer! When are you going to give it a rest?" Nobody can hear us!"

Shawn pouted. "I'm not ready to die in this hole with a sour puss."

"We wouldn't even be here if-"


"Spencer! Are you going to do that every-"

Shawn smiled as he took in a large breath of air but stopped when he heard a noise above him.

It was soft, but it was there.

"Hello? Who's down there?"