PANEL 4
Frohickie turns around, holding out the lantern in a vain attempt to light the darkest corners of the mine.
FROHICKIE:
Hear that? Sounded like whispering…
(cont)
Please God, it ain’t more God damned dead folk.
PANEL 5
West points out, in the combined light of both lanterns, two more lanterns lying on the ground.
WEST:
Let’s get these two lit, and we’ll see what we can see.
From West: Confederate Dead, available this autumn.

