All at once Shawn's foot ceased to travel forwards and the scenery started to blur like a poorly shot action photograph. The colors swirled and blended as his head became tilted toward the hole in the backyard that Dad had been digging. The expected thump of the ground didn't come and instead Shawn found himself falling, only now it the utterly black darkness engulfed him.

Dad had been busy digging, and as Shawn found himself falling deeper into the hole, he realized that he still couldn't see where the bottom was...

Shawn stretched out his arms and legs, trying to catch the sides of the hole or at least slow his fall.
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Shawn's arms reached out, stretching to his sides as the darkness engulfed him. His left hand was touching something wet. Warm slick mud splattered from the sides of the crevice and onto his face as his body tumbled downward. He could feel the rush within his stomach. It was a 'zing' normally associated with a steep drop on a roller coaster. But along with it this time was the palpitation of his heart which was thrumming almost uncontrollably. Somewhere in the distant recesses of his mind a voice inside his head was yelling:

'That's God's Dwelling! It's Not For Playing!'

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Shawn: Judging The Distance....