Meanwhile, back at the labs, Samuel continued to work on the computer keyboards. The monitor screen stayed in complete static, and he didn't know why it happened or how to get back on again. Mandy walked over and noticed how frustrated the man grew.

“What’s going on?” She asked.

“I somehow can’t get into contact with Antonio!” Sam exclaimed, clenching his fists.

“Did we lose him or the computer again?”

“I don’t know. Right now I’m looking to find out...”

Mandy’s eyes widened, overhearing faint noises that came from outside. “D—Did you hear that?”

“I think?” Sam replied, not losing focus on the blank screen in front of him. “Could you go check out the source for me?”

“What? But why me?”

“I’m kind of busy at the moment, checking for the sources of my nephew. You had nothing better to do, right?”

“I guess so. Fine, I’ll go.”

“Be careful, if anything bad happens, hurry back here.”

“All right.” Mandy bowed her head and walked off.

Antonio, where are you? Sam thought to himself, the screen reflecting on his glasses.

.-.-.-.

The counselor advised the students to stay in their rooms for the time being until they could get things settled and find the missing kids. He, Dakota, and Anita followed the coordinates from the map to where Tommy and Antonio supposedly were.

I hope the poor boy is all right. Dakota thought, looking down at her hands and holding them to her chest.

They soon arrived at their destination, called The Arching Caves. The three entered the place as it appeared to be empty, with nobody else in sight.

“So, is this the right place?” The counselor asked, looking around the area.

“Yes,” Anita replied, adjusting her glasses. “Shall we explore and find—?”

“But it’s closed for the day.”

She turned to him and creased her eyebrow. “No, you don’t say?”

“But wait, why would Tommy and his friend come here, of all places?” Dakota mentioned, trying to keep up with the lady.

“Well, my kid knows a certain someone that works here.” Anita pointed over at the door next to a cone that’s opened just a crack. “Do you see that passage? Because that’s where we need to go.”

“But that doesn’t look safe...”

“It may be dark and damp down there, and we may have to walk quite a while, but don’t you want to see your kid?”

“Of course!” Dakota exclaimed, without hesitation.

“Of course you do,” Anita looked back at the door and motioned her to follow. “Let’s get going.”