Cassian.
The drizzling of the water which made numerous small ripples on the surface, I could hear them transpicuous along with the clattering made by the inhabitant rodents of this murky cave. The pervasive smell scattered in this place made me suffocate on my windpipe. The breathing was difficult but there is no escape from this pitch black spot. Only my auditory senses were alerting me of the surroundings. Thanking the god that those wicked creatures and their master haven’t been seen since then, but my anxiety and guts were telling distinctly that this utter silence is hiding an upcoming storm.
I have never been this helpless before, never imagined to be in this locale even. Sometimes I wish I wouldn't have acted reckless and ended up in this hell hole. What the future awaits for me,
