Tom led the away team warily out into the forest to gather supplies. But he was not prepared for what happened next. The ground suddenly gave way beneath them. They all fell, and landed painfully on the rocks below. Before they could regroup enough to try to climb back up they heard an ominous rumble and the ceiling began to collapse. �Quick! This way!� Tom shouted, racing through a passage he had spotted earlier to a hopefully more stable part of the caverns. Tom hit his com badge. �Paris to Voyager, Voyager respond.� No answer.�Repeat: Paris to Voyager, Voyager respond.�Great, the rock must be blocking the signaled was dark, pitch black except for a small light Tom carried with him. Had since he was twelve and had similarity fallen into a cavern. At the time it had seemed a grand adventure. Now, the prospect of wandering in a cold, dark cavern with a small crew of people who hated him didn�t seem all that appetizing. As if to confirm his fears one of the crewmen rounded on him. �What have you gotten us into this time Paris?�

�Me? How the hell is this my fault?�

�You were leading us.�

�So, I�m not the one who decided the surface was stable enough to walk on. Feel free to lodge a complaint with that person when we get back to Voyager.�

�We�re not going to get back to Voyager! We�re all gonna die in this damn hole!�

�Cavern. And sure we�re gonna die if we stay here. Which is why we have to explore. Find a new way out. �Cause we sure as hell can�t go back the way we came.�

One of the crewmen snorted, �Yeah right Paris, you can waste your energy exploring, I�m going to stay here.� The others nodded their agreement. Tom shrugged, ah well, it�d be more fun without them anyway. And he could always come back and get them later.