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Drip…...Drip…...Drip…

Wakefulness hit me like a truck.

My eyes shot open scanning my surroundings. I was greeted by complete darkness. For a second, I thought the light was out but my other senses were telling a different story. The ground, I was lying on, felt uneven and rough….and wet.

Drip….

Another drop (presumably water) falls on my face and I realise why I woke up.

“Where am I?” I wondered.

Silence...

"what is happening?"

still silence....

Then a sense of wrongness permeates my body, spreading like a wave from my heart to my extremities.  

And I uttered my next thought before I realised what it meant.

“Who am I?”, I thought again greeted by silence.

There was long silence and a rapidly rising heartbeat.

Dugdug…dugdug…dugdug..dugdug.dugdugdugdug!!!!

Blood rushed to my ears. For a long time I heard nothing but a sharp whistly sound to accompany the silence.

“oh shite, I am having a mental breakdown.”

It was so in tense that my brain probably couldn't figure out what to do.

A stream of tears flowed from my eyes yet my heart? My heart was numb, Couldn’t feel a single thing. I didn’t want to feel. I didn’t want to think. I didn’t want to move, breathe or do anything. Just existing felt difficult.

So I just sat there In the dark, in a fetal position. My hands shook. My body trembled, covered in sweat. But my mind was the most confused.

“Why do I feel this way” I remembered things, like a phone, car, house, a blue sky but as soon as I tried to focus on something personal my phone, where I live, heck even how I look like……nothing. Not a single memory assures me that I was real.  

That nothingness felt like it was a huge hole in my chest and it hurt. It hurt a lot.

How could I feel the pain of something I don’t remember I had? I don’t even remember feeling any kind of pain yet knowing what it feels like to be cut… to get burned. to be shot… the hot lead burning flesh as it passes through your body. But this pain was different from all those pains. It hurt so much that I wanted to take a knife a dig my heart out just so it would stop hurting.

I sat there contemplating how to get this pain to go away and probably the absence of anything convenient near me like a gun, knife, pills or a rope with a tied knot stopped me from putting an end to my misery right there.

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I don’t know how much time I spent just lying there but the pain did eventually go away.

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“heh..hehe….hehehehahaha…hahahahah”

 And then I laughed. I cackled like I had just heard the best joke ever. And it was.  

It is said:

“You will find life to be a tragedy as you live it and a comedy in hindsight.”

And it WAS funny. Just because of one bad moment, I started to think about ending it. I mean thinking about it. It would have been so stupid.

Maybe this memory loss thing is not permanent. Maybe there is still hope. i was still devastated but instead of wallowing in self pity i thought i should do SOMETHING. 

I started to look around.   

I used my hands, to slide across the stone floor. Trying to feel my way around.

I quickly realise that I am in an enclosed space made of rocky walls and floor and the ceiling is quite low however I can barely stand up.

I felt the passage of air around one particularly round part of the wall so I tried pushing it.

With a grating sound the stone rolled over opening the entrance (I presume) to a similarly stony corridor but the huge difference was that there was a blue luminous moss growing on the ceiling. but did not have time to appreciate the view.

SSSWOOSHH!!

“Fuck!!What was that!!”

It was still quite dark but my eyes had since adjusted well to the grim atmosphere and I can reasonably see a few meters ahead of me now.

That is when I heard something fly past my body. I jerk with instant reflex and my heart almost leapt out of my chest.

Even with that instinctual reaction, I could feel a warm liquid flowing down my neck and then a delayed hot, stinging sensation from right below my ear.

"GRRRRRR!!!"

that creature…person…, whatever it was for I had no time to think, made a feral sound and came closer- out of the shadows- glaring at me, for whatever it was at least it was taking its time.

Perhaps it was a surprise that I managed to evade its attack or whatever that was, you have to understand that it was very dark and everything was happening a lot faster than I could process it all.

When it stepped closer to me, I was backing away as any sane or completely terrified person does when the heel of my foot got caught in something and took me down with it.

As....it moved towards me, I had to crawl back. Incidentally, my hand grasped the object responsible for my fall and I grasped it tight (better to have something than be empty-handed).

I held the object, which felt like a stick in front of me defensively

Without any warning, it jumped up and landed on top of me bringing an elongated object, like a spear. To strike at me.

CRASH!!!

I closed my eyes as I felt the impact reverberate throughout my body.

“This is the end. I can’t believe this is how it ends”

“……..”

“…….”

I wait for something to happen. Waiting for immense pain or seeing an angel waiting to take me to my afterlife…. but nothing.

It took a moment to turn the shock into realization into joy. Oh yes, the joy. The immeasurable joy.

But that joy lasted a second or so. Then I realized that the body of the creature was still on top of me, unmoving and....leaking?.

I hurriedly rolled the body to the side and then moved away as quickly as possible.

It was dead. Stabbed in the chest by my (object) which was actually looked similar to the human femur split in half down the middle having a thicker side and a thinner side with a sharp point at the end.

The sharp end was sticking in its chest with dark red blood pooling on the ground.

Now that I had time to think I felt jittery with adrenalin gushing in my veins, sweat and sticky blood pooling on my shirt and the numerous bruises across my body. Turns out that rolling across uneven stony ground tends to leave the body quite battered!

After making sure I wasn’t badly hurt I looked towards my attacker.

 I was able to determine that it was made like a child of about 10 years old in a coarse sack with holes cut out for arms and a roughed-up rope for a belt, but I would never mistake them as a child for they could never have rough green skin, long bony nails.

Its face was perhaps that was most out of place with the vertical pupils and sharp yellow teeth it really hammered in that this creature was not human.

To my right, there was a small hole in the wall from the ground to my waist height. The only reason I didn’t hit my head the first time was because I was crawling on the floor and hence did not bump into the low entrance. The inside of the hole was completely dark and damp.

Looking at the floor of the tunnel I saw tracks of not only my scuffle from earlier but also footprints of most likely a giant creature. I got the feeling that it was very important for me to get out of this tunnel area and right now the safest place was the dark and damp hole.

THUMP THUMP THUMP

I heard something big coming this way as its steps drew near.

Without thinking I jumped into the hole and closed off the entrance as quickly as possible, plunging myself into the dark abyss once more.]

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