What we thought was the light at the end of the tunnel turned out to be anything but that.
The closer we got the harder it was to breathe. Outside there must have been a bush fire that wasn’t there when we went spelunking.
It had been an arduous time. A lot of crawling through small spaces and a lot of water to negotiate.
So the thought of coming out into the fresh air had a lot of appeal until we began to sense the smoke finding its way down into the spaces we were in.
Continue reading here: Thursday photo prompt – Smoke #writephoto