Walking close to the shore on the beach one night
at sunset, you are consentrating on the sand ahead of you when something
hits you hard in the back of the knee and you are thrown face down on the
wet sand. As you stand, dripping and covered in wet sand that slowly startes
to slop off, you realize that what hit you was a boat that had just drifted
ashore. You look around for some sign as to where the boat came from. You
step into the boat looking for anything that might yet produce some answers
and look around the edges of the boat for the possible remains of a name,
when the boat slowly startes to drift back into the ocean, knocking you
once again from your balance. You scramble to get your footing again and
grip the edges of the boat in panic as you realize the shore is drifting
farther and farther away as you silently curse yourself for forgetting
your cell phone again.You look up at the clouds, which you had known would
cut your walk short from the get-go and might now prevent you getting back
to shore safely. The waves rise in larger and larger swells, rocking the
small and extremely pitiful wooden boat back and forth wildly as you huddle
in the bottom of it.
Your sure now that there's no way of swimming
back with such powerful undertoes and rip tides which rise up and rush
to meet each other, cutting through all the other waves, to crash with
a huge clap and a shower of white foamy spray, which falls into the boat
and forms a pool around you and soaks you to the bone. The wind seems to
hammer you in your little boat and pulls your hair whips your face till
its red. The thick grey clouds suddenly part and you are pelted with rain,
like so many stinging pins that seem to tear at your skin and adding to
the growing puddle that surrounds you. If this keeps up I'm going to
sink! you think as your mind edges toward panic and all you want is
to be back home again.
Then, as if it were a sign from heaven, the rain
and wind suddenly stops and the boat follows suit with a hard bump that
throws you from it onto relatively dry ground. As you stand shakily, you
get your bearings and realize that you are in a deep cave in some sort
of rock formation thrust out of the water. You also realize that the little
wooden boat is your only way back to shore and quickly haul the boat out
of the clutches of those angry waves which still lap at the entrance to
the cave and threaten to pull the boat back out into the mayhem again and
swallow it up for good. Since you are obviously going to be spending the
night in this cave, you decide to explore your surroundings a little bit
closer. You look towards the back of the cave and see a pinpoint of light.
Your soaking wet, freezing cold, and starving so you decide to go and investigate
this light; You start walking and keep on walking and walking and walking
and . . . you get the idea. This formation must be huge and you can't understand
how you didn't notice it from shore before you got scooped up in the runaway
boat.
Finally, the pinpoint of light grows into a full
flame and then into a lit torch which you see is held by a bracket into
the stone wall that lights up the solid wall that is the end of the cave.
You are just beginning to wonder what to do as there is no further you
can go when you hear a deafening creak and groan and a large crack begins
to open in the wall; you slowly start backing away and are thinking of
running when half of the back wall of the cave swings open and bright sunlight
pours through, half blinding you after all the darkness. Half of you wants
to go foreward and bask in the glorious sunlight, but the other half wants
to bolt, afraid of what may come out of the door, for the dark and the
storm has gotten to your brain and you are easiily spooked.You know there's
no such things as monsters, right? Then again, a stonewall in a rock
fromation in the middle of the oceam is openning by itself right
in front of me! the other half of your brain argures. Your indicision
freezes you to the spot as the door opens wider and wider and still there's
no sign of anyone openning it from the other side.
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