The boy rolled down the slippery floor of the cave and almost broke his head on sharp stones. After a few seconds, he still moved and felt his head. The head was fine. He, sniffing his nose, wanted to burst into tears, but it was completely out of place. The dark cave, the sounds of dripping water were annoying, and even the grave cold. The boy rose to his feet, somehow finding a lantern. The boy was small, about seven years old. And who let such a little boy into the caves?..