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apple trees. There was a field of corn. He caught up to them and
followed without a word, staring at Stephanie's back and the
strands of her hair as it bounced with each step. They came to a
clearing and the mist grew thick as paste. This was as close as
he'd ever been; about fifty meters beyond was a edge that dropped
down into mystery and nightmares. The last time he was here it had
been with his father, and that had been scary enough.
They walked about a half dozen meters through the mist and
then Bradley motioned for them to stop. "Listen," he whispered,
and was still. Jason listened, expecting to hear a monster's
growl. Instead he heard a low rumbling sound, a noise so deep and
hard that it seemed to come up from the ground itself.
"It's louder this time," Frederick whispered.
"What is it?" Jason asked. "Is it the monster?"
"No, you dunce. It's water."
"Water?"
"Of course, water. There's a river down there. Don't you know
anything?"
All Jason knew about the canyon was that he was supposed to
stay away from it. But it stood to reason that if water mist came
drifting out of it, then there must be water down there.
"The water's warm," Frederick said. "It goes through a place
where the ground is really hot. My father took me there once,
because he works in the power plant up in the hills."
"It's geothermal," Stephanie said. She pronounced the word
very carefully.
They continued deeper into the mist, and the rumbling of the
water grew much louder. When they came across the ruins of the
fence, Jason knew they were a mere meter or two from the edge. He


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was so scared he was shaking, but he was determined not to show
it.
The ground under their feet was soft and wet from the heavy
mist. Frederick dug a porous rock out of the mud and tossed it out
into the void. That was the end of it --- it simply vanished. They
listened to hear if a monster growled, but there was only the
rumble of the water.
Bradley bravely made his way over the bent posts and strewn
metal cables of the fence and to the edge itself. He crouched
there, peering over. The mist was so thick that Jason could barely
see him, and occasional drifts made him disappear altogether.
After a moment, Frederick joined him.
"This is crazy," Jason whispered. Stephanie, who was standing
very close to him, said nothing. He felt her hand suddenly grab
his, and she took a few steps forward. He followed, each step a
thing of torture. At any moment he expected some horrible creature