(Cherry Bomb's P.O.V.)

It seems as if we'd been walking for hours and Mouth and I still weren't talking because we had hurt each other pretty badly with our previous argument before we got down into the tunnel, but I find myself pretty terrified. I wish that my cousin was here to help me through being scared because we could be scared together.

I am snapped out of my thoughts when I hear Steph yell, "Oh my God you broke my glasses! I can't see a thing without my glasses!"

We continue walking on and on then Andi goes into some sort of shock and starts talking to no one particular while talking way to fast, "Why did I let him look down my shirt? I already have a beautiful body! DON'T I HAVE A BEAUTIFUL BODY?!"

"Would ya listen to her Cherry Bomb?" Brand says turning to me.

"How could I not listen to her Brand? She's practically screaming." I say sarcastically.

"How many years do I have before I get all fat? Before my hair falls out? How many years do I have before I look like him?"

I look down and scream grabbing onto Data's arm he takes my hand holding it and then Mouth clears his throat causing Data to let go, "Look at him!" Brand says.

"Don't touch it guys!" Data says.

"This is one of your tricks isn't it One-Eyed Willy?" Mikey asks the imaginary pirate guy.

"You know Mikey, I really doubt he's going to answer back and say 'yeah Mikey it's one of my tricks'!" I say in a fake deep voice.

"Shut up Cherry Bomb!" he says.

"Yeah, shut up!"Brand pipes up defending his younger brother.

"You wouldn't have gone to all this trouble if you weren't really hiding something. Would you?"

I roll my eyes as Mikey keeps talking to no one, but remain silent because of what happened last time.

"He's dead for sure. I think he's dead for sure."Data says in his cute Chinese accent.

"Chester who?" we all ask as Steph tries to comfort Andi.

"Don't you guys remember from the attic? The news article?"

"Yeah, they said that the last guy who went lookin' for the rich stuff he went in but he never came back out!"

"That was like back in 1935." Data finishes.

"Oh, God. If he didn't make it out and he was an expert, what about us guys?" I ask becoming really scared all of a sudden.

"How will we get outta here?" Data asks after me.

"We can't be sure it's Chester Copperpot," Mikey says.

"I know it's him!" Data and I shout in unison.

"I read the article!" Data shouts.

"I bet his ID is in his wallet," I say.

"Mouth, get his wallet!" Brand orders.

"Lou Gerhig?" Mikey questions pulling out a baseball card and looking it over.

"You get it, Mikey!" Mouth says in a really scared voice grabbing a hold of my hand and I can feel it shaking, and his palm is clammy from sweat.

"Mouth, come on get his wallet." Brand says gently.

"Leave him alone Brand, he's really scared! I don't see you reaching down to pick up his wallet, so you have no room to talk buddy!"

"Shut up Cherry Bomb!"

"No, you Brand!" he rolls his eyes at me and I say, "Mikey, you get it! Don't make Mouth get it because you're a chicken shit."

Mikey opens the wallet and says, "It is Chester Copperpot." he says showing it to us.

"Oh, God. Come on." Brand says.

Mouth and I hold each other close in comfort burying our faces in one another's shoulder.

"You see? I told you!" Data yells.

"We're gonna get killed too!" Mouth says almost on the verge of tears and I whisper in his ear,

"We aren't gonna die."

"You don't know that Cherry Bomb," he whines into my chest.

"You do you realize that I like you, right? And how'd you get so good at making me like you?"

"Sorry to ruin your moment guys but Mikey just found a booby trap. RUN!" Brand says.