Peering through the glass the woman saw the face of her beautiful daughter, gone so long from the evergreen yet dangerous beauty of the Everglades.

She flung wide the door with tears in her eyes and music in her heart, but a stillness in her voice.

The two women trembled as they smiled and the mirror image of their faces was only different in age, not beauty or happiness.

Their faces changed to fear as the trembling they realized was not from within but below, and accompanied now by some strange and odd whooshing noise, it increased as they realized the ground was opening beneath their feet.

Within seconds, both women perished as the cabin, all of the instruments, and this story, were completely enveloped and swallowed by yet another monstrous Florida sinkhole.

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