The four of us marched into the old amusement park, unsure of what we were to find. Even Jeremy didn't know. But, apparently, he knew where to look. While I still didn't truly trust him, he had warmed up to the group, even over the last few hours. So, we were somewhat inclined to follow him.
He dragged us through a labyrinth of old roller coasters and Ferris wheels, before arriving at his destination. When he had done so, we glared at him.
"This is what we were supposed to see?" Charlie asked, looking at a giant pile of rubble and crumbled fairground rides, which stood against a rocky cliff.
"No." Jeremy replied, "You're supposed to see whatever's on the other side. This carnival's only been closed for about twenty years. Rides usually don't collapse that quickly. Look at the rest of the fairground; it's still relatively intact. What does that tell you?"
I thought about this, and said, "This junk is here for a purpose."
Jeremy nodded. "There's a cave, behind the junk. I think that it once led to the other part of the park, but it's hard to get through, with all of the stuff in the way."
Tommy paced around, looking for a way in. Within minutes, he found one. "Look," he said, "Someone cleared a path. We're not the only ones who want to see this thing."
We were about to go through, when Jeremy stopped. "What's wrong, Charlie asked. Are you scared?"
"Kinda…" Jeremy admitted, "If somebody took the time to block this off, I'm not sure if we should be going in there."
I thought that he had a valid point, but that didn't matter. We had to go through, so I said nothing. So, after some convincing, which mostly consisted of Charlie making disparaging remarks about his manhood, Jeremy agreed to enter.
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