Except that it wasn’t. There was a faint glow coming from in the burrow, a soft blue that was so distant she couldn’t see its source. But considering the depths they’d been trapped in until now, she’d take it. “We don’t even know your name!” Sarah squeaked, stopping by the door and waiting for James to catch up. From the look of it he’d tripped more than once, or maybe smacked his head into something. But he made it, and he hurried through the doorway first.