Inside the darkness, their flashlights revealed a human figure.
A young woman lay curled against the rock.
Her hair was thin and tangled.
Her body was severely weakened.
Her skin showed the effects of prolonged deprivation.
And clutched tightly against her chest was a filthy backpack she refused to release.
It was Rachel Bennett.
She was alive.
But Madison was nowhere to be found.
The cave contained almost nothing capable of explaining how Rachel had survived for three years.
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