Jorge and Lyca were peppered with bat droppings as they ducked and covered their faces with their arms.
'F_ck! The saliva! Try not to get it in your eyes and mouth!" Miles shouted.
The flapping of wings and the bat melee gradually subsided as most bats rushed out of the cave.
"I think we are cleared," Miles checked the surroundings and gradually stood up. Lyca did the same.
Lyca covered her nose with her palm. "Ooh, the smell of the droppings."
Miles lighted the area where most bats nested, and he saw a plastic bag sitting on the floor.
"That must be it," Miles guessed as he pointed his flashlight on the object.
Lyca nodded. "Let's get it before the bats come back and fill it up again."
Miles picked up the plastic bag and gave it to Lyca. Inside were the second tape and another box casing with a digital lock. Lyca tried to shake it.
"What is this thing?" She asked.
