[Further inside, he stops in a small, dim room that looks as though it had played host to various squatters for years. It's quiet and he breathes a sigh of relief. The mention of his grave makes him shiver briefly, then he covers that with his usual wry smile.]

It wasn't easy, that's for sure. I think I'm still shedding dirt from my ears. The thing was trying to fill itself up with earth even while I was climbing out of it.

[That... is going to haunt him for a long while.]

I was alone when I finally got out, and... [His voice goes quiet and sad.] I didn't stop to look around, much. I'm sorry... I could have found you if I'd stayed.