When the tunnel entrance collapses in front of him, Reid is so shocked he almost doesn't stop himself in time. He has to back-pedal, crouch and cover to keep from being hurt or killed by the falling rubble. The entire front of the mine gives way with a horrible grinding and grumbling roll of destruction. It takes a moment for the rocks to settle, but Reid is already moving before they do - while calling out Drew's name.
He coughs and chokes on the dust, forcing his way forward, slamming his shins into sharp boulders, ankle aching from twisting over a clump of rocks. Reid's mind is empty of thoughts of himself, the pain a distant cry he ignores. He can only think of the boy he left behind at the tunnel mouth, his friend now somewhere in the wreckage.
Reid forces his way on, the spool of c
