"How did I learn about it?" Methusela smiled at the question. His baby memories were so vivid and fresh.
"He took me down here before when I was smaller, thinking I would forget. But I have perfect memory. I can remember things to the exact detail that I experienced." His mind flashed back to that day. He was 3 weeks old, 2 days. It was a Tuesday, and the sky was a clear, crystal blue.