I waste no time getting back up and I run toward the door again. As soon as I step outside, a boot lands square in my chest, sending me flying back through the door and tumbling on the ground. I gasp for air as the blow hit me right in the solar plexus, temporarily paralyzing my diaphragm making it hard to breath. Oh fuck!

Suddenly several men jump on me, pinning me to the floor while others begin pummeling me. I do my best to fend off the assault, but there are too many hitting me.

"Fucking cunt! You are DONE! You hear me! YOU ARE DONE!!!" One of the men yells at me.

"Someone get me some rope and a sack! The rest of you, fuck her up!" Someone else yells.

This is the worst beating I have ever experienced. I'm bleeding from everywhere. Blood is in my eyes and my mouth. I felt several ribs break. They are even punching my arms and legs! Suddenly someone starts tying my ankles together, and then someone grabs my hands and ties them together. They roll me on my stomach then hog tie me. The beating is even worse now as I'm tied up and have absolutely no way of defending myself.

"Put her in the bag!!" Someone shouts.

One of the guys picks me up by my arms, causing searing pain to go shooting through my shoulders. It feels like my shoulders are being torn apart! I get stuffed in a large burlap bag and several more punches are directed at my head, causing my consciousness to waver. My head is swimming and I feel like I could black out any second. I can still hear them talking.

"The fuck is we going to do with her now?!" I hear some of them ask.

"Let's take her to the depths. We will dump her there. Let the dungeon take care of her." Another answers. Several others chime in with "Yeahs!" And expletives hurled toward me.

I'm barely aware of what's being said. Depths? Dungeon?! I definitely don't like the sound of that. Where are they taking me?! I get thrown over someone's shoulders and they start walking. Several of the men are accompanying the guy carrying me, and along the way they take a shot or two at me. Tough guys! Have to hit me while I'm tied up in a fucking bag! Pussies! At least I got two of them. I hope they fucking die! And suffer while they die!

It seems like they have been walking for hours. At some point we entered a structure or a cave. I can't tell because I'm in a fucking bag! I could tell we are no longer outside because the men's voices started to echo off the walls of wherever we are. It's about several more minutes of walking, and then suddenly I get thrown where I hit a wall and fall to the floor. Being unable to brace myself for the impact with the wall and eventually the floor, all I could do is take the damage.

"Enjoy your final moments bitch! I hope your death is slow and agonizing. Enjoy hells fire with that whore of a mother of yours!"

The men all walk away, and I can hear their laughter getting further and further away. Where the fuck am I?! I'm still tied up in the bag! Those assholes left me tied up in this fucking bag! How do I get out of this shit!

I got an idea. I can feel the rope in my hands! I charge up my hand that can feel the rope.

"Flame!

The robe easily burns through, and my hands are free. A hole was burned in the burlap sack I was stuffed in, so I tore that hole wider and crawled out. I used flame again on the ropes binding my feet. I'm free but am I really.

I try to stand up, but I smash my head on something, and I fall back down. It is pitch black and I can't see a god damn thing. I rub my head until the pain subsides. I hurt everywhere. So, what's another bump on the head, right?! I cast flame and immediately see I'm in a small space, probably 8 feet by 8 feet. The ceiling was low, just barely taller than me, and shorter than me in some places as evidenced by the shiny new bump on my head. The opening to this room is small, about half the size of a regular door, jut just the right size for me to walk through it.

I light the end of one of the rope pieces on fire and turn off my spell. No sense in wasting what little endurance I may have left. I have to get out of here. But where the fuck am I?! I left the room and began walking in the direction of where I heard the men's laughter trail off to. It's a compact cave that twists and turns every which way. I walked for a few minutes, about the same amount of time I figured we traveled from the entrance to this cave. Sure enough, I found the exit. Well, I found what used to be the exit. Shit!

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There is a massive boulder blocking the exit. Did those assholes seal me in here?! I try and push the massive rock, but I just end up wasting my own energy. This thing isn't budging. I light the end of a new piece of rope on fire. And toss the other one before it burned my hand. It seems I have no choice but to go the other way. So, I make my way all the way back to the room where I was dumped and make my way back inside.

I think I better get some rest tonight. I'm too battered and exhausted to continue wandering around. I set up a space using the burlap sack as a sleeping bag. I gather loose rocks and put them on the floor next to the door to this room. If anything enters this room, I will hear the gravel crunching. Not like I am in any shape to actually fight off anything that comes in. I took a piece of rope and laid it vertically leaning against the wall and I light that on fire. I don't like the dark, especially here.

I awaken quite a while later. God I'm sore everywhere. I have grown accustomed to pain, so I can tolerate a bit of exploring this place today, but still, I took an exceptionally hard beating and exploring doesn't feel like something I want to do. Alas, I really don't have any other options. I need to get out of here!

I exit the room with another lit rope to light the way and headed in the opposite direction of the exit. It didn't take long until I came to a stone archway, large enough for 4 people to walk through it side by side. This isn't a cave. It's an actual structure. It looks like a stone building built inside the cave. What the hell is this?!

As I walk through the archway into the room beyond, torches on the wall started to glow and illuminate the room. Suddenly an extremely loud growl booms forth from the end of the room.

"GGGRRRRRRAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

What the fuck was that! Suddenly at the far side of the room, a massive creature stands up. This thing is bipedal, stands probably 8 feet tall and is holding a massive nasty looking jagged stone sword. Its arms are LONG hanging almost the entire way to the floor. The creature roars and immediately starts running toward me.

"HOLY FUCK!!!"

I immediately sprint back through the archway back toward the room. I have to get there quick! The entrance to my room is far too small for this thing to fit in it! I'll be safe if I get in there!

I get to the room and dive in, throwing my rope torch aside as I scramble backing all the way to the far wall. It was none too soon as the creature was right behind me. It stuck its head through the doorway and roared. Fuck that's loud! At least it's not able to get in!

"Oh shit!"

I spoke too soon. The creature suddenly reached it arm into the room and starts grabbing for me. This is one lanky fucking thing! Its arms are so long its fingers are literally brushing against my clothes. Shit, it's going to reach me. It didn't take long before it grabbed my leg with crushing strength! Oh my god it fucking hurts! If feels like my leg is being snapped like a twig. I concentrate mama into my hands.

"Torch!"

I grab its wrist with both hands as the blue flame erupts. Shit this thing is resilient. The flames aren't damaging it as much as it should. How strong is this thing?! This same attack literally melted the face off my attacker last night! But here it is causing obvious pain, but the skin isn't burning as easily. What level is this monster?!

The creature starts pulling me toward it but luckily it can't maneuver well in this confined area and the small tunnel outside my room. This gives me a bit more time. I increase my mana flow and the blue flames increase in intensity. The creature's skin immediately starts bubbling and charring. It lets out another deafening roar, let's go of my leg and pulls back its arm.

Now's my chance! I spring up and run to the door where the creature is wedged in. I grab the creatures head with my palms directly over its eyes. I pour vast amounts of mana into my hands. I have to make this one really count.

"TORCH!!!"

I pour as much mana as I can into the spell. The creature's eyes immediately rupture from the heat, spilling eyeball fluid and blood all over the place. It tries to pull away, but it's wedged in the doorway good. The arm it pulled back earlier wedging between its body and the cave wall. I keep my left hand torching its face, and I cast my icicle spell with my right. I immediately begin stabbing its neck over and over. I had to create several icicles as they are so fragile that they break easily with this thing's tough skin. Little by little they damage the tough hide. The whole time I'm torching the monsters face with my left hand.

With the last icicle I drive it with my palm all the way into its neck. Blood floods out of the wound. The warm blood slowly melting the icicle stuck in the wound. The more it melts, the more blood pours out. I have nothing left. I'm low on MP and I have no weapons. Luckily the creature wedged itself in the doorway after it tried to pull its arm back. Its arm got stuck between its body and the rock wall. Struggle as it might, the creature isn't going anywhere unless it destroys the cave wall.

All I can do is sit along the far wall with my hands covering my ears, muffling the creatures' roars. Several gallons of blood must be on the floor of the cave soaking into the dirt. The creature has slowed its movements dramatically. It's not roaring as much anymore either. I watch as the massive form before me exsanguinates before my eyes. It's the perfect vision of horror. Charred cavities where its eyes were, a distorted expression on its charred face as its life drains out of its neck. Suddenly the creature is silent. It slumps and its body relaxes. Inside me, the darkness pulses to life. Watching this monstrosity suffer and slowly die, causes that darkness to swell...