The Scuppernong Expedition

Had it just been an explosion the children might have been more cautious. It was the sound afterward that drew them closer. There were shouts, clanking of heavy machines and a pervasive thundering music, rising above it all. Deep, powerful chords that resonated through the floor and rumbling lyrics in a language that the children had never heard. Lauren edged closer to the hole and sent a trickle of dirt and loose stones tumbling through the opening. Suddenly all the sounds stopped.