I creep into the cave, my back arched to keep from hitting the roof. There is a glint of light far off in front of me. The darkness between it seems to stretch for miles. I start on my way.
The cavern alternates its
width constantly as I progress further and further into the dark. Bats fluttered close to the mouth, but none
seem to live this far in.
Stalagmites and stalactites
jut everywhere, dripping, making it sound as if I’m under a waterfall. I draw my cloak in tighter to keep out the
The light ahead begins to
illuminate my surroundings. The walls
are caked with blood. A carcass lies
broken in the middle of my path. His
throat is missing.
I quicken my step and draw a
cross from my pocket. The polished wood
gives me comfort as I move my thumb across its surface.
The light is just in front of
me. A creature stands there, his torso
twice as thick as his legs, even those heavily muscled and pulsating. Its head has one massive, glowing eye. The mouth is partially obscured by the
glare. All I see are teeth.
“Be gone,” I yell, pointing
the cross at it, my voice only quivering a little. The creature swats it away with a strange,
sinewy arm. It’s fight or flight
now. I have a feeling neither will save