"You mean, besides the inevitable booby traps, spiders, skeletons, and potential for some kind of lung infection?" Buffy swept the mouth of the tunnel one last time with her eyes. She could only imagine how Jack must have been feeling -- already tired before the fight and the run and the more fight.

She turned back to him, shouldering her scythe. "Maybe a mummy. Let's hope it's a no on the mummy. I don't like mummies."