"I think the glow is the medicine property and the strength of the medicine." Abel remarked. "I noticed this same glow in the wells too. If the glow is weak, the medicine is weak. If it's glowing strong, then it's a strong medicine. I figured that out, I think, but it's a theory."

Abel, of course followed along, as he and Bracken trek deeper into the tunnel until they passed by the train's front, which is the engine/boiler chamber. Moisture trickled down the front body of the train where the conductor should manned and drive during the train's glory days when it's functional, that the paint and metal eroded from the water's moisture.

But the air is getting staler and dank, with their voices echoed and bounced on the walls of the tunnel. If they keep going down further on the track, the well should be close by, but then it was too dark to see. Abel's foot got stuck on a weed or two, but he shook them off.

"Bracken, I think we need more light. It's really dark in here." But he stay closed to Bracken for his light.