" This is Daisy's mine." Celia said. " Why Daisy's mine?" Parrot asked Celia curiously. " A young girl named Daisy went down one day to play in the ditch. There was a roar, then a scream, no one saw her ever again." Celia said. " Oh my..." Dusty said. " Well, NO ONE has ever gone down this hole ever again." Celia said. " I will go first, you follow." Muck said. " Be careful." Dusty said worriedly. Muck went into the cave. It was dark, water was dripping from the walls into dragon carved buckets. A faint blue light gleamed ahead. " What in three moons?" Muck whispered. Muck ran up to the surface. " Guys," Muck breathed in between breaths, " something isn't right down there." " What's wrong?" Rip-Current said, his voice rising. " I don't know." Muck said," But whatever it is, you need to see it."