Holding on to the carabiner clip of my harness, I walk my feet down the curved tiles of the ceiling, guiding the rope through my gloved hands. I drop far enough that my stomach flips before the rope kicks in and catches me. It smells of warm death down here, rotting and ancient. I’m swallowed immediately by pitch-black air. “I’m going in!”īefore Shen can reply, I fall backwards into the manhole. “We haven’t got long,” I shout, already jumpy with adrenalin. OPERATOR 2 I don’t – I’m not sure, ma’am. Oh, damn – sorry, sorry, damn.ĬALLER What’s happening? What’s happening to us? The ambulance is on its way.ĬALLER I’m fine! It doesn’t hurt. OPERATOR 2 What is it? Maya? Are you still with me?ĬALLER I’ve got it too! I’m bleeding! It’s everywhere! OPERATOR 2 If you give me your address, I can send an ambulance.ĬALLER Right. She’s – should I drive her to the hospital? Can you give me your location?ĬALLER Home. What do – what do I do?ĬALLER Yeah, it’s – really fast and … sticky. What is the nature of your emergency?ĬALLER Hi. OPERATOR 2 Hello, this is the ambulance service. Which service do you require? Fire, police or ambulance? OPERATOR 1 Hello, emergency service operator. For Chris – for a childhood spent digging
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