You start to dig down into the flowerbed, ripping at the flowers and grasses around you. Finally to see a darker color emerge from below you, dirt. You tear at the dirt and realize the dirt is very soft, almost too soft. You keep digging and find yourself waist deep in mud, roots and dirt. You’ve found nothing yet but keep digging down hoping to find something of worth to you. The roots around you are keeping the ground from caving in on you, and you are relieved.

As you start to dig deeper the ground starts to tremble. You quickly climb out of the hole you made and back onto the flowers above you. The shaking doesn't stop, but gets quieter. You realize the shaking must be coming from deeper down in the ground. While you contemplate what to do next you hear some sort of noise in the distance, near some poppy flowers about 50 feet from you. As you try to look above the sunflowers blocking your view the top of the hole starts to collapse in on itself. You realize if you don't go down there now you wouldn't be able to again. Where do you go? The noise from the poppies or the trembles in the ground. You can only choose one.