Travels through the Darkness *part 2*

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"Sigh... i completely forgot to add in this journal, my origins of being trapped here."
"I wouldn't be surprised 'if' anybody found this they would be confused, and toss it aside thinking that just some crazy man wrote it."

I was a scholar, a educator you may say in the mental and theoretical sciences.
 I taught at high schools mostly, and a few colleges and university's here and there. I had worked at being so for 11 years, in that time i saw many kids come and go, but my one true and only friend was a man named Jack.

You see, Jack was an explorer, he would come in only to the "major" colleges and university's to teach and show what he had found. I met him in a way as "love-at-first-site movies" would've begun, you see i was late for a session with a group of freshmen at a local college, and not paying attention, i bumped into Jack, knocking what today i assume to be Grade A important papers. I quickly jumped down to help as i was and even today am, a very "karma associated" man. He asked me my name, and i replied with; "My names Daniel, most people just call me Danny though."

After that we began to teach a wide array of classes together, i realized that he was the best friend i had ever in my short life had. After all of this I'm sure you can imagine my emotions when i heard that he was killed in a plane crash coming from Antarctica and going to South America. You could also imagine my confusion when i learned that just five minutes prior to the plane crashing for unknown reasons, Jack had sent me a Email.

This Email read:

Danny, its your old boy Jack, listen on my last expedition, which was to Antarctica, i found something. This "thing" that i had uncovered was both mystical and mysterious within its own ways. Look i know you have extent knowledge on "things that have to do with the mind and beyond so to say". I'm going to South America, pack your bags with very warm clothing Danny. Here is a private bank account in which I've enclosed $2,000. use that money to buy all the gear you'll need for Antarctica. Also use the remainder of the money to buy a plane ticket to South America right away. From there you will join me on a private plane to take us to Antarctica, and then once we arrive, our "Travels through the Darkness" will start!

P.S: here are the coordinates to the place in Antarctica just in case.
83° 55' 50.40" S  56° 11' 2.70" W

Sincerely: Your Friend, Jack Bloomsberg.


From there i did as Jack  requested, only he would only be with me in spirit, not human form. Once i reached the caves entrance, i proceeded to climb down the ladder, only to be knocked off by a sudden but short earthquake. Very odd for Antarctica, i awoken maybe, thirty minutes later. I soon realized the only light was from a few lanterns, and a half broken computer monitor. The main entrance, the only entrance, was blocked shut by what i could imagine to be fifteen tones of rock.

"That's how i got here!"
 "Your stupid Danny your stupid!"
 "You told nobody that you were heading down here, nobody's going to look for you, your going to die down here, all alone!"

I then suddenly realized that for most of my life i had studied the mental thinking of people, and here i was trapped, and yelling at myself in my head as if i was some lonely kid with an imaginary friend. I need to stay focused, i need to try to find a way out of here...somehow...{a loud crash of metal, glass, and rock.}...something tells me I'm not the only thing still down here...