door. Yes! The guard had left it unlocked. Starkey opened it raced to the well. When he got there, he climbed onto the rope and pulled himself up, up, up. “When he got halfway, the rope snapped, and he fell to his death. Legend has it that Starkey’s ghost still roams the mine today searching for a way out.” Sidney closed his eyes and propped around with his hands. “Ooooooouch!” Harry said. “You hit my head.” “I am Starkey’s ghost walking through the mine . . .” “Cut it out, Sid,” Harry growled. He knew I was in bad shape. When Sidney kept it up, Harry unbuckled his backpack and took something out. It was too dark to see what. Then Harry stood up and tapped