“Are you going to come or what?”

“I don’t know.” I said “It sounds pretty stupid.”

“If you think it’s stupid, then you’re stupid.” he said. His argument was weak, but he was enthusiastic. He hadn’t been this excited about anything since Kathy left. So I agreed. And that’s it, that’s how I came to be sitting here now, handcuffed to my dead best friend on a one way trip to the centre of the Earth. The things I do for my friends.

Eddie, New York.

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