in the dark depths of the earth, there was a boy lurking, in search for another of his kind. he traversed inside the cave. exploring to find things to eat, sleep, and survive. he found himself in that situation without knowledge of what stands before him. Amnesia. the Primal instinct of mankind is to survive and improve their livings with tools. so begins his adventure in the underworld. being wary of things while looking around, there were only a few things that he found. nothing yet to come up as useful for him to use. It was close to impossible to find things as he was essentially blind; light is not present. he only felt things in the structure, whenever there seems to be a path upwards. it almost, always, leads to descent. he even fell down a few times. the only thing that’s helping him is his own uplifting. if ever there was something else in that place, there is none. there was no point in him doing anything. there was no hope. he was already there for a at least a few hours. not accounting the time before he was awake. that was the time he’s been in there; he thought. not that he knows how long he’s been there, the sense of time is shrouded when there wasn’t any indication of one. there was only cold. in his speculation, he’s certain he got lost while playing with other children. and ended up in this place. touch, the surface, the ceiling, drips of acidic water from stalactites; icicle shaped formations. and no source of water and food to be found. the universe seems to make fun of his miserable attempts. only thing in the end is for him to die. he could only survive at least for a few days without food. or not even, for this dangerous and unpredictable structure, he could just die at any moment by just heading himself to a deadly fall. and one mistake is he doesn’t stay in one place for rescuers to help him. if he just sat there, if he had no curiosity to explore what this cave had to offer. he might’ve survived this.
[The boy died soon after he killed himself by a blunt force to his head, the body was never found.]
Chapter 1, end.
2. Deerhunter.
– to be released –
writer’s comment; I don’t have an idea of how to make a story short so I probably won’t continue writing this. though I hope you enjoyed it.
20 March 2021
in the dark depths of the earth, there was a boy lurking, in search for another of his kind. he traversed inside the cave. exploring to find things to eat, sleep, and survive. he found himself in that situation without knowledge of what stands before him. Amnesia. the Primal instinct of mankind is to survive and improve their livings with tools. so begins his adventure in the underworld. being wary of things while looking around, there were only a few things that he found. nothing yet to come up as useful for him to use. It was close to impossible to find things as he was essentially blind; light is not present. he only felt things in the structure, whenever there seems to be a path upwards. it almost, always, leads to descent. he even fell down a few times. the only thing that’s helping him is his own uplifting. if ever there was something else in that place, there is none. there was no point in him doing anything. there was no hope. he was already there for a at least a few hours. not accounting the time before he was awake. that was the time he’s been in there; he thought. not that he knows how long he’s been there, the sense of time is shrouded when there wasn’t any indication of one. there was only cold. in his speculation, he’s certain he got lost while playing with other children. and ended up in this place. touch, the surface, the ceiling, drips of acidic water from stalactites; icicle shaped formations. and no source of water and food to be found. the universe seems to make fun of his miserable attempts. only thing in the end is for him to die. he could only survive at least for a few days without food. or not even, for this dangerous and unpredictable structure, he could just die at any moment by just heading himself to a deadly fall. and one mistake is he doesn’t stay in one place for rescuers to help him. if he just sat there, if he had no curiosity to explore what this cave had to offer. he might’ve survived this.
[The boy died soon after he killed himself by a blunt force to his head, the body was never found.]
Chapter 1, end.
– to be released –
writer’s comment; I don’t have an idea of how to make a story short so I probably won’t continue writing this. though I hope you enjoyed it.