Prologue: Bedtime Stories

"Once apon a time, there was a cave and in it was a spaceship repaired a boy and his little brother. The boy's name was Abraham and his brother's name was Austin." Grandpa began. As I stared up at him in awe, as the little girl I was.

Story after story I listened in awe, listen in fascination, and wonder. As I grew older I heard the stories less and less with less and less fascination and one-day they along with the wonder stopped all together.

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16 Years Later

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I stood in front of the cave, the entrance just big enough for me to scrape through, gathering my courage to go inside I decided to start squirming my way through the narrow, tight cave opening and wiggle my way through the tunnel.

My knees scrape the floor with my equipment barely getting room to follow behind.

Crawling through the cavern I hear the dripping sound of water hitting a surface below it. I get into the large empty space of earth, carefully moving around a tight corner, but my foot slips and I fall and--