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.