“No way,” Leo breathed.
It wasn’t the kind of tube you’d find in a science lab or an amusement park water slide. The “Teen Burg Tube” was the nickname for the abandoned storm drain that ran beneath the old mall parking lot in Teen Burg—a faded suburb that hadn’t seen a real teenager in years, except for the three of them. teen burg tube
Maya clicked off her light for a second, letting the others yelp. When she clicked it back on, she was grinning. “We’re not here for treasure, Leo. We’re here because no one else is.” “No way,” Leo breathed
“Heard old man Kessler dumped a box of ’90s comics down the East junction last spring,” Finn whispered, though no one was there to hear but echoes. Maya clicked off her light for a second,
“That’s new,” Finn said, gripping Maya’s backpack.