Shadowgate
Approaching the passage, you thrust the torch forward. Lighting the damp recesses, a rocky tunnel thick with moisture fills your visage. Feeling the smooth, wet cavern roof with your hand ushers in thoughts of slime and corpulent ooze.
Nervously, you step down onto the rock from the shattered ledge. As you fasten your hands securely to the crumbling wall as you gently set your second foot beside your first, you stop for a moment of clarity. A substance drips rhythmically from the short stalagmites overhead.
You loosen your grip on the fractured wall and steadily advance into the cavern. Your boots slide uncertainly beneath you against the weathered stone--the rounded rock wall offering no aid. The air turns foul as you venture deeper through the earthly depths.
Gasping, your feet slip up from underneath you. Desperately grasping for a safe hold, you curse aloud for you had, at that exact moment, concluded that this seemingly endless chasm holds no promises. The torch propels from your hands as the cavern walls flash and boo while you begin sliding down a buttery drop. Heart throttling against your ribcage, you clamber upward with futility. With your hastening descent through the narrowing dark, the torch flickers against your flailing body as it plummets below you. Your flight is interrupted by the unforgiving cavern walls, and your head is pressed firmly between your legs as you settle with a jarring crunch. A sweet stench unlike anything you have experienced invades your senses. You desire to vomit; instead you force your eyes ajar from the surging pain of your wracked torso. Rejecting your fate, you strain your crippled chassis to push yourself out of the earthly trap. An aura of death chokes the air. Paralyzed against the cavernous pit, you manage an agonizing wail.
Nervously, you step down onto the rock from the shattered ledge. As you fasten your hands securely to the crumbling wall as you gently set your second foot beside your first, you stop for a moment of clarity. A substance drips rhythmically from the short stalagmites overhead.
You loosen your grip on the fractured wall and steadily advance into the cavern. Your boots slide uncertainly beneath you against the weathered stone--the rounded rock wall offering no aid. The air turns foul as you venture deeper through the earthly depths.
Gasping, your feet slip up from underneath you. Desperately grasping for a safe hold, you curse aloud for you had, at that exact moment, concluded that this seemingly endless chasm holds no promises. The torch propels from your hands as the cavern walls flash and boo while you begin sliding down a buttery drop. Heart throttling against your ribcage, you clamber upward with futility. With your hastening descent through the narrowing dark, the torch flickers against your flailing body as it plummets below you. Your flight is interrupted by the unforgiving cavern walls, and your head is pressed firmly between your legs as you settle with a jarring crunch. A sweet stench unlike anything you have experienced invades your senses. You desire to vomit; instead you force your eyes ajar from the surging pain of your wracked torso. Rejecting your fate, you strain your crippled chassis to push yourself out of the earthly trap. An aura of death chokes the air. Paralyzed against the cavernous pit, you manage an agonizing wail.
