The area got darker the more time had passed, Antonio took out his phone to activate the flashlight feature so that the three of them could see well. They kept on walking until one of them noticed a cave from a distance.

According to the signpost near the entrance, it said, “The Slumbering Hollows.”

“There, that should be a good place to sleep for the night,” Antonio concluded.

“Are you sure?” Tommy asked, taking a step back.

“Well, what other choice do we have?”

.-.-.-.

Tommy, Antonio, and the black-haired girl took out their sleeping bags from their backpacks and found a place to rest down without hitting any rocks.

“Man, this sucks.” The female uttered while unzipping her red sleeping bag.

“Tell me about it,” Tommy added as he flopped his blue sleeping bag on a flat surface like he made his bed every morning.

“How are Sam and Mandy doing...” Antonio sighed, sitting down on his yellow sleeping bag. He took out his laptop and stared blankly at it for a while. Then, the boy thought up something and snapped his fingers. “Wait a minute, that’s it! I remember something!”

“What is it?” Tommy asked, straightening himself up. “What do you remember?”

“Many years ago, when my uncle and I said our goodbyes, he tinkered around my laptop and installed something in it. It was supposed to make it so you could talk to one another from far away, even without the use of the internet!”

“Whoa, is it possible to try it now?”

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“I’m not sure, but I’ll try...”

Antonio turned his laptop on and clicked on an icon on the desktop. He put in a password and Email address and waited a couple of seconds. Eventually, a screen came on where two familiar-looking people paced around a room near a control panel.

“Guys?” He called out to them.

The two scientists stopped what they were doing, looked over at their big screen, and gasped. “No way, Antonio, is that you?” Sam asked, squinting his eyes and adjusting his glasses.

“Yeah, it is! Oh man, I can’t believe it worked!” Antonio exclaimed, pumping his fists in the air. “How are you guys doing?”

“Doing fine so far, but how about you? Are you guys, all right?”

“Yep, we sure are.”

“That’s amazing!” Mandy clasped her hands together in excitement. “So, is there—?” Her words soon faded when she looked over at the monitors and gasped. “M-Maggie? Is that you!?”

“Huh?” Antonio and Tommy looked over at the black-haired female, who bit her thumb and turned away in response.

“And here I thought you guys would forget about me...” The girl, named Maggie, muttered through her teeth.

“What? But how could we forget about you?” Mandy protested.

“Wait, you know her?” Antonio questioned and pointed.

“Of course,” Sam replied. “She used to be an adorable little magpie—”

“Don’t call me that!” Maggie thundered. Her voice echoed through the cave as the group fell silent.

“Maggie Johnson,” Mandy spoke out to her. “Can you tell us how you got there?”

“Well,” Tommy hesitated for a bit, “She did kind of sneak into your lab and—”

“Wait, did she say... Maggie Johnson?” Antonio inquired.

"Yeah, she just said that.”

“Tom, don’t you realize? If my calculations are correct…”

“Wait, what calculations?”

“We must be talking to the daughter of the famous scientist: Marshall U. Johnson!”

Maggie clenched her fist upon hearing that name through her ears again.

“Don’t you mean infamous?” She said through her ground teeth.

“Infamous?” Tommy repeated.

“His projects never worked, they never took seriously him either...”

“Ouch, sorry to hear that...”

“I just wanted one of his projects to work, even if it was just once.” Maggie hung her head low and murmured.

Sam shook his head. “But that’s not an excellent reason to break in and—”

“I don’t need your pity!” Maggie thundered.

“Mag—”

“I’m going to bed!” She exclaimed as she stormed off to get inside her sleeping bag.

Awkward silence embedded the air briefly before Mandy spoke up.

“Um, you guys should go to bed, too,” She mentioned. “We’ll try our best to get you all out of there.”

“All right,” Antonio replied. “Goodnight, you two.”

“Sweet dreams.”