Peter rapidly disappeared into the darkness below. Katie watched, her heart pounding faster with every inch he dropped. The well was deep and shadowy, and all she could hear was the echo of Peter’s careful movements. Her hands were sweaty, clutching the rope that connected her to Peter down in the blackness.

Then, without warning, the rope jerked and slipped right out of her hands. Panic flooded her. She had tried to tie the knot around her waist, but now realized it wasn’t tight enough. Fear choked her as she frantically tried to grab the rope again, but it was too late.