In a stroke of luck, Peter had brought a strong rope with him. Examining it carefully, he turned to Hana with a plan. “This rope can handle my weight. I’ll descend to find out what’s there.” Hana hesitated, her mind racing with fears of things going wrong.
Doubts gnawed at her, and she wondered if she was even strong enough to hold him. She noticed Peter’s hands shaking slightly as he prepared for the descent. He then took a deep breath and began to lower himself over the well’s edge. Hana clutched the rope tightly, realizing that their journey into the well’s enigmatic depths was underway.