My Dearest Friend,
How are you? I am as well as can be expected. I have some sad news, though. A few days ago, there was some kind of collapse, and some of the ceiling of the cave fell in on me. What scares me is that I was in an off limits part of the mine. They may not look for me here, but if they do, and they find me, I'll be in so much trouble!
But I don't think I'll have to worry about that, because I'm not sure I'll be getting out of here.
I don't mind so much. I've been working in the mine for about three weeks now, and I'm really proud that I can send money home, but it's pretty tough work, and so far, you're the only person that's really been nice to me. Plus, I have some nice company down here. There's some friendly kinda creepy crawlies, and some books I brought from home that I was taking to the rec room. If you think about it, I was really quite lucky I had all this stuff with me, otherwise I'd be bored stiff! As it is, I have Shakespeare, Bronte, Nietzsche; perfect bedtime reading. Although, I suppose I might be trapped here long enough that I have to read them twice.
I always used to ask my mum how long people survive without food, and things. I read how some people can survive underwater for over five minutes, and some people last in the desert for weeks... but she always said you had three minutes of air, three days of water etc... I suppose I'll probably find out soon enough.
I guess if I had to, I could find food around the place... like I said, there's all sorts of creatures here, but they're better off as my friends than my lunch. I wonder whether I shall starve to death, or go cave crazy first? Neither sounds too much fun, I guess, but if I had to choose, I'd say I'd want to go mad.
It sounds like an adventure.
Proper Mine Worker