We kept on feeding him down in till he finally answered. "Stop. I'm hangin' over some sewage-water looking shit."
"You want back up?"
"Keep goin', I guess."
"Nice and slow," JJ added, and by the look on his face, he was getting some nasty rope burn too.
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"Okay, okay. I'm at the bottom!" My brother yelled.
We circled the hole. "How is it down there?" Pope asked.
"It's worse that I thought."
"See? I told you we should've sent Dylan down instead," JJ poked my side, and I shivered at the touch.
"Stop it," I whispered.
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"Find any gold?"
"Uh, nothing yet."
There was a little pause, and I was getting worried, though it was a few second timeframe.
Until I heard his yelling.
"JJ!! DYLAN!!! PULL ME UP! PULL ME UP! COME ON, MAN!"
We began pulling him up, at his screaming of horror. I slung the rope across my shoulder, then turned and began pulling.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Wait!" John B shouted. "I think I found something."
"What'd you say?!" I whispered down to him.
"Give me a minute!" He pleaded.
"Hurry! I got some nasty-ass rug-burn!" I said, still holding on tight to the rope.
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"John B, you okay?" JJ shouted.
"Any dead bodies?" Pope and I added. "Jinx."
He didn't answer. Something was going on, cause my brother never shut up unless something he needed to concentrate with was happening.
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Soon enough, Kie and Sarah were booking it down the stairs, urgently.
"Guys, guys, guys!" Sarah squealed.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Mrs. Crain! She's up there! She tried to kill is with a fire poker," Kie explained, out of breath.
"We gotta get the FUCK outta here," Sarah agreed, bending down for air.
"Fuck," I muttered. "We locked her in the parlor but we gotta go!"
"We HAVE to go!"
"Okay, okay! Code red. That's code red. That's code red!" JJ exclaimed. I leaned over the hole. "John! Get back on!"
"Dyl! Hold on, I'm coming!" My brother shouted, finally answering me. We all got places on the rope, and I counted down.
"One, two, three!"
We all pulled, but there was no weight on the rope. John B wasn't even on it.
We all circled the hole once again, seeing if any sight of my brother was possible. I could hear some screaming, but none of it was ineligible. "What?!" I shouted.
"Dylan, JJ, Pope, Kie!!" He shouted.
"Yo, he's drowning!" Kie answered, nervously.
"Get back on the rope!" I ordered, "now!"
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P4L, carpe diem (JJ Maybank)
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