CHAPTER 4: THE HIDDEN WORLD BELOW
By morning, the truth spread wider than anyone expected.
The tunnel wasn’t small.
It wasn’t random.
It was built.
Planned.
Used.
Old service corridors beneath the neighborhood—forgotten, abandoned—had been reopened.
Expanded.
Reinforced.
Turned into something alive.
The tunnel ran under multiple homes.
Under sleeping families.
Under trust.
Inside, they found everything.
Food.
Phones.
Blankets.
Boot prints.
Signs of life.
And under Mia’s room—
a stopping point.
A place to wait.
To whisper.
To listen.
Close enough for a child to hear.
Far enough to stay hidden.
Three fugitives.
Missing for months.
Living beneath a perfect neighborhood.
And no one knew.
Except a five-year-old girl.
CHAPTER 5: THE HUNT BEGINS
