chapter 1: the dark

Mitchel was lost well and truly lost. he was unsure even if he was still alive he could see nothing he could hear nothing he could smell nothing but the musk of a forgotten cave. His right arm stung with a mighty phantom pain as a river of blood flowed from its mangled stump his face torn and embedded into hard stone Mitchel used his remaining arm to push off from the ground however just as he was about to get off his knees he heard the piercing roar of a dying beast it shook him to his very soul so much so that Mitchel feared the cave would collapse.

He froze his body refused to move even as his mind screamed to run his heart beat like a drum

So incredibly loudly that he feared that some manner of beast or ghoulish creature would hear and come to slay him . But no such thing happened. Regardless Mitchel remained motionless

For what seemed like days a time crawled by he slowly used his hand to feel for cliffs and crevasse.

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