Map

"Care to open it?" Olivia asks with a cringe. "Nope, it's all yours." "Oh, you're such a gentleman." Olivia carefully opens the moist, phlegm covered letter. "That's weird." She says out loud. "What is it?" "It's a map written in red crayon." "Does it show where we're supposed to go?" I ask. Olivia shows me the hand drawn map. There is just a red, squiggly line pointing to the word CAVE at the far edge of the paper. "My guess is they want us to go to the cave." She says. "Ok, well let's find the cave."