The Dig Novels & Stories

Well it's late at night but I want to know what time it is! I moved my head tediously and briefly to see Steve walking coming from the golf club, putting the phone headphones in his ear, humming a melody in a very loud and annoying voice that made my lips twist against my will! I smiled wickedly and walked behind him without him noticing, he was heading towards the huts! I rushed close to him in order to scare him, but I was surprised by something under my feet, and it was nothing but a small stone! My feet stumbled on it and I accidentally pushed Steve hard!

Instead, I drifted away, gazing into the distance. I liked the cemetery's location. It overlooked a glittering lake—the same one where I used to stare at my reflection as a pup. Only Leo would think to bury me somewhere I would have loved. By the time they were too exhausted to continue fighting, they both lay on the ground, wounded, staring up at the moon. Leo bared his teeth at Ryan, panting heavily as if he wanted nothing more than to tear out his throat. "How dare you come to Tiana's grave?" he growled. "She just wanted to rest in peace, not be your possession even in death!"

Except one. Dawn.

"Everyone ready?" The digger engaged once the team finished all their checks. The cylindrical digger machine rotated its screw blades and dug right into the soil. With the speed and noise it emanated, the everyone in the area could guess what was going on from the rumbling alone. This was never about stealth. It was all about shock and awe. "Seven minutes until we hit the tunnels!" "Keep an eye on the entrance, report if you see anything suspicious, and I do mean anything!" The foreigner must have known what was going on, but he prudently stayed in the depths. If he unwisely chose to expose himself, he'd be easily mobbed by Caruthers and his crew.

Smith and Johnson. Deago, a renowned hacker and one of Alex's closest allies, arrived at the family house. His piercing gaze and calculated movements exuded confidence and a sense of power. With a laptop in hand, he wasted no time diving into the digital realm, seeking any leads that could help us understand the extent of Mr. Smith's influence and the danger we were facing. Alex and Deago worked tirelessly, deciphering encrypted files, tracing financial transactions, and piecing together a web of connections. They were determined to expose Mr. Smith's criminal activities, crippling his power and protecting not only me but countless others who had suffered unde

… Amidst the whirlwind of complex and painful emotions, I finally managed to vomit the contents of my stomach. The stench of half-digested food filled the room. Ruthie covered her nose and shot me a disgusted look. She then turned and left without another word. My legs still hurt too much for me to walk. But still, I bent over and wiped the floor with a handkerchief. Then, I tossed it aside. Two hours later, Nigel returned. As he reached for the master bedroom doorknob, Ruthie stopped him. "Mr. Heath, Mrs. Heath is asleep and said she doesn't want to be disturbed."

Zoe’s pov I swim deeper into the underwater ruin. The water feels cold around me. Old stone walls cover in green algae. My flashlight beam cuts through the dark. I see a big crack in the floor. I try to swim over it. But my foot slips. I fall through the crack. Water rushes past me as I drop. I hit a deeper chamber. Bubbles rise from my mouth. I kick to swim up. Something grabs my ankle. It's slimy and cold. I look down. A thick tentacle wraps around my leg. It's green and covered in slick mucus.