Sitting in the middle of the room is full grown skeleton. A noose hanging from what is left of the neck and there are three small holes in the left side of the skull. A few scraps of clothing dangle from the arms and legs.

"What the bloody—" Newkirk stammers, he then turns to where Carter is still digging. "Blimey—Carter, get Colonel 'ogan!"

"Why?"

"There's a skeleton over 'ere Carter! Now get colonel 'ogan!" Newkirk says back at him.

"Sheesh…why do I have to do every thing?" Carter murmurs to himself as he crawls towards the main tunnel. "I mean, I am a sergeant and I— a skeleton!" Carter doesn't move. In a soft voice he calls back, "Newkirk…did you say…'skeleton'?"

Newkirk groans as he replies, trying his best not to yell, "Yes Carter, I did say skeleton. And I also said to get the Colonel!"

"Yeah, okay." Carter feels a shiver going down his spine. Yikes, I'm gettin' out of here. A skeleton…what would a skeleton be doing here…I don't even want to find out!

As Carter climbs up the ladder he feels a sharp wind brush past him. What was that? He starts to climb up faster. "Colonel Hogan."

Hogan quickly puts his flask of whiskey under the table and slips on the most innocent face he can. "How can I help you, Carter?"

"Well…we were digging… and we found…uh, you should come…down the tunnel. Um…there's a ske—" Carter is cut of by a loud rumble and the ground shaking. He and Hogan are knocked to the floor as well as several bunks and other accessories such as the coffee pot and some pots and pans.

"The tunnel!" Hogan exclaims as he brings himself to his feet. He runs to the bunk and looks down. Dirt everywhere. "Who's in there?"

Carter jumps to his feet as replies, "Everybody, Colonel. At least everybody in this barracks and in barracks three."

"Aw, man." Hogan takes a deep breath as he paces back and forth. "We need to do something...but Klink's gonna be here any second asking about this." He rushes over to the tunnel and looks down again. "Carter, watch the door and tell me if Klink comes."

"Yes, sir." Carter goes to the door opens it slightly. The colonel's right. Klink will be in here any minute an' we'll never be able to get everybody out by our selves.

Hogan takes shovel out of one of the lockers and starts shift the dirt around. "Is he coming yet?"

"No, colonel, no sign of him."

"That's strange." Hogan remarks, he tosses Carter a shovel. "Here, come and help."

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Newkirk starts crawling around and digging closer to LeBeau who is a few feet away from him. "You alright LeBeau?"

"Oui, I'm fine. Where's Kinch?" He answers.

"Over here." Kinch's muffled voice replies. Kinch pokes his hand through a walk of compacted dirt and clears the dirt barrier between him and LeBeau.

"Do you think Carter made it out before the cave-in?" Kinch asks, clearing some more dirt away.

"Most likely, 'e left long before the cave-in." Newkirk nods, "Of course ya never know with Andrew; for all we know 'e could've caused it!"

All of a sudden, drops of water start to drip through the dirt above them. LeBeau looks up and then looks from Newkirk to Kinch. "What's that?"

"Looks like water to me, mate."

Kinch groans. "We know that, Newkirk! But how is it getting here?"

"It could be that we 'it a water pipe, but I'm not really sure." Suddenly, a gush of water comes down on him. "What the bloody—I'm soaked!"

LeBeau chuckles.

"I wouldn't laugh is I was you, mate, it seems to me that you're next in line for a nice shower!" growls Newkirk as he squeezes some water out of his shirt sleeve.

Sure enough another gush of water pours down LeBeau, leaving him speechless.

Newkirk grins, "Whose laughing now, little mate?"

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Hogan and Carter dig through the dirt slowly as the minutes tick by. Then, Hogan's shovel it's something hard. Scraping away some dirt Hogan sees what it is. "Rock! Pure rock everywhere!" He yells.

"How can that be colonel?" Carter asks, looking down and hitting it with his shovel. "It's the same tunnel entrance we always use!"

"I know, I know…" Hogan moves some more dirt around. Solid is covering the entire hole. "This is just too weird for words."

"Uh, colonel…look at this." Carter motions Hogan to come towards him.

Hogan walks slowly, not knowing what to expect. "What is it Carter?" Hogan looks and at where Carter has been digging. Rock…more rock…and a row of pansies? "Pansies, Carter? Pansies…growing in rock. I'm going psycho."

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"This is crazy, Kinch." Newkirk complains. "One second we're covered in dirt, the next, we're swimmin' in mud."

Newkirk wades towards Kinch who is trying to break through a wall of hardened mud.

"Ow!"

Newkirk turns to LeBeau who seems to be in a swarm of mosquitoes. "Hey, Kinch, look at that." He says, rather smugly, pointing out LeBeau situation to Kinch.

Kinch wades as fast as he can to LeBeau. He starts to swat them away the best he can. "What happened Louis?" Kinch asks.

"I don't know Kinch!" LeBeau replies, still trying to keep the insects off of him.

A sharp wind, just like the one Carter felt, whisks by again. The mosquitoes fly away.

"Is it just me…" Newkirk glances at Kinch and LeBeau, "Or is this mud dry

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