The Tomb of Oracleus [2]

It was dark and quiet.

All Kiera could hear was the faint, rhythmic dripping of water trickling down the side of the small cavern. She stared silently at the dark ceiling, the sound echoing eerily in the stillness.

Hours had passed, and she had yet to find herself able to sleep.

No, it was more like she couldn't sleep at all. She was exhausted, her eyes were bagging, and she had no energy… All of these signs would normally allow one to sleep easily, and yet she found herself unable to bat an eyelid.

As if haunted, all she could think about was the statue.

"Haa."

Wiggling her way out of her sleeping bag, Kiera rubbed her eyes.

"….So fucking annoying."

Problems just kept piling up for her. At first, it was her aunt, and then it was her inability to sleep. At the current rate things were going, she felt like she wouldn't be able to make it to the second phase of the Summit.

That'd be pretty problematic.

"Ugh."