HOLLOW EARTH
EXPLORATION CLUB

I spent the next few days going through my grandfather’s stuff.

Old communication equipment.

Radios.

Solder kits.

Boxes full of parts he probably hadn’t touched in decades.

Spent hours comparing everything against notes from the doctor’s journals.

Even pulled a few things I already had laying around the shop.

Little by little it all started coming together.

And through all of it Z stayed right there beside me.

Now came the hard part.

Actually trying to build the damn thing.