Idk what to call this yetA Story by CalebHave you ever let meat spoil? You know the smell, the hard hit punch it gives you when the overwhelming power of that stench invade your senses. Or how about when someone has neglected to bathe for about a week, maybe a month; you are aware of the tears that it brings to any who are sensitive to such things? Now imagine those two things combine into a wonderful and oh so elegant symphony and put them in a cave so they are allowed to mingle with each other. That is only the first impression that comes to mind when I entered into the cave. Now, you must be wondering. Why am I, a seventeen year old boy, wandering around in some abandoned mine shaft all alone with little more than a flashlight? Well, that is a very good question and I will give you an answer when I figure it out. The one thing I can tell you though, is that I am doing this for a girl. Oh you should see her; her hair, her body, her smile, her… You know I just love it when your mind plays tricks on you and you start to hear things in the darkness. It could be a rat or it could be a ghost- no nevermind that, no ghost in here. There it is again. I soft little knock, with an eerie afterthought of a silent whisper; if that makes any sense. I turned the corner and there was a long shaft that inclined downward at a slight degree, but there was something down at the end. I could not see anything, but at the same time I could. Something inviting, something tempting me to the other side. I know, let me go take a peek and see what is over there; never once has that been a bad idea for anyone who is all alone in a dark and abandoned cave. I crept silently, like a ninja, using the darkness to stealthily moving toward my pray, with the flashlight on of course. The wall was surprisingly smooth with some pattern etched into the surface, but why should I care about that when there is something over there that feels not at friendly, but why not, I am going to continue on. Falling, well I thought that this hall was perfect, but they were a couple inches off when designing the floor; so for a split second I tripped on air and thought I was plummeting to my death. I can tell you, your mind is your worst enemy when darkness is involved. There was a rushing wind; a howling thunderstorm of silence. I felt the air change, but not a sound could be heard. I felt the air get colder; it became harder to breath, and then… all back to normal. What is going on; should I continue down this way? I know the answer, yes I should, why not? There was a thud, a crack, a sharp whine of some structure that did not wish to yield. Falling, now I am falling. It was not a free fall, but the hallway turned into a stairless staircase and now I was sliding down without able to take grip of anything. When I reached the bottom, there was a thud, a crack, and I let out a soft whine as all of my organs settled back into place. Before I blacked out, I could feel something. It was a warmth, but a cold heat. Something that was so cold, that is was a little comforting as my body became numb. Of course, this should not be alarming at the slightest? I dark shape toward over me. I heard a soft clink and clack of my flashlight catching up to me and when it finally reached the bottom, it illuminated the room I was in. The dark shape disappeared and I was all alone as I laid there. What have I done now? © 2016 CalebAuthor's Note
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