Amy sat in the dark with the tune playing in her head. Slowly, the eerie greenish glow from the walls returned until she could see her way out. She walked the silent shaft and hummed the tune, and thought she saw faces on the glowing walls, looking at her with sad eyes - eyes that wept for their unfinished lives. Eyes that pleaded for more. Amy wondered what it must have been like for the miners who died in that cave, and for the families left behind. She wondered at the reason for the ghost fiddler teaching her the tune, and resolved to find out more.

She reached the end of the passage and turned the corner into the main shaft, only to find a seriously flustered Lucy trying to comfort her seriously hysterical parents. She stood behind them for several moments before they noticed her. Her mother blurted "Where have you been? We were scared to death!!" Lucy turned to point at the shaft she'd just exited and explained "Just down that...well, there WAS a shaft there! Mom, boy do I have a story to tell you, and I have a whole bunch of questions for Lucy!" Amy's mom, who figured Amy might have just been playing a trick, said "Amy, we've got to get some supper and go find something to do downtown." Lucy offered "I see that whistle you have, Amy. There's a dance tonight at the church, and I'm goin'. Some of the old timers get together and play - maybe they'll let you sit in. Y'know, some of those fellas had grandpas that worked in this very mine!"