Jonas was nervous. He shifted from foot to foot, glancing between the two other men. He knew their names, but not much more, and wasn't sure that this was the time to ask. So he kept his mouth shut, eyes constantly moving. He had a very uneasy feeling...and he never, ever ignored those little tingling he occasionally got. There were definitely alot of nasty things in that hole, and he was starting to regret not going with Belle. If she got hurt on this crazy thing, he knew he'd never forgive himself.