Wednesday 18 January 2012

Day 8

As soon as he was in the cave, Caleb was overcome by an intense feeling of dread. His curious spirit still held some sway however, and he took another step.

It was as if all his senses were suddenly hyper aware. The moldy, dank smell of the wet rock assaulted his nose. The rocks beneath his feet felt especially sharp and threatening. The very air seemed to be clawing at his skin.

Beyond frightened, Caleb turned and ran faster than he ever had before, ignoring the various bruises and scrapes his body was sustaining as he fled ramshackle through the wild jungle.

The sight of his home and vegetable garden knocked him out of his frenzied state, feeling as if he had just awoken from a nightmare.

He staggered up the stairs, not even noticing the creaks, and made his way into the living room, where the mysterious stranger was still asleep.