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There I was, looking down the end of the

  • There I was, looking down the end of the tunnel, and believe it or not, the light was NOT on. So I turned around and tried to
  • head back as quickly as I could, but there was no escape. I was trapped in a tight blanket of darkness. Choking on my own breath, I frantically felt the walls, searching for a
  • switch or device, just anything that would stop the shivering darkness from getting to me. Water started to drip from the ceiling of the dark cave. Drip. Drop. Drip.
  • That was the only noise I could hear, as I crawled and felt my way around in the dark. I jabbed my knee on a rock in the cave, and sent out a loud howl, echoing in every direction.
  • Basic safety precautions when caving are to ensure you always take at minimum two torches. I wasn't even wearing a helmet. The speleological society will surely deny my membership
  • if they discover how recklessly ill prepared I was entering the caverns of the goblin horde. A stout footpad foraying into the unknown. I stepped on something small & cold, a ring?
  • An earring. There was an 8 point star inscribed on it. I jammed it into my ear. My feet hovered above the ground. I floated further down into the Gobin Horde's caverns. A shadow
  • of myself was cast against the cavern walls, announcing my arrival at the Plaid Hat Games. I landed squarely on Goblin Horde's Circle & pulled the 8-point star from my ear. "Who
  • loves the Goblins Horde will encircle the world with octostars!" I skidded to a shuddering halt. Everyone threw their plaid hats in the air woohooing. The final day of the Games
  • was blacked out in my area after I'd called in sick just to stay home & watch. It was as if the universe was saying "Today's not your day. And tomorrow's not looking good either."

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