I'm in the cavern. The Big One, as I think of it. There is a gaping hole in the ceiling of the cavern, and sunlight is pouring in, cold and distant.
<I'm dreaming, aren't I?> IF YOU WISH TO THINK OF IT THAT WAY, THEN YES, YOU ARE DREAMING.
<What I mean is, is this real?>WHAT IS REAL? REALITY IS A MATTER OF INDIVIDUAL PERSPECTIVE.
<Okay, fine. You wanna' be cryptic, I can do cryptic. Why are we here?>THAT ISN'T CRYPTIC. IT'S EXISTENTIALIST.
<No, I mean, why are we inside The Big One? And who are you?>WHO I AM DOES NOT MATTER RIGHT NOW.
<Like Hell, it doesn't. Please, give me some answers that I can use.>HAHAHAA!
The voice's laughter filled my mind as though it were inside my head, and the cave echoed with the sound, as though it were inside the walls. HAHA! YOU WERE ALWAYS THE MOST STRAIGHT-FORWARD ONE.
<Well, are you going to answer me, or not? 'Cause I could be enjoying a nice, pleasant dream of Edinburgh, if I wasn't in this cave with...whoever you are.> I realised that I had been using thought-speak, but I wasn't in cat-morph. Scratch that. I WAS a cat, just not a house-cat. A lioness, maybe? Something tawny and large-ish. I could smell several other animals nearby, but for some reason, I couldn't turn my head to look for them.HAHA! AISLI, YOU ARE NOT HERE YET, BUT YOU WILL BE. REMEMBER. WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN, AFTER. IF YOU LIVE, WE WILL MEET HERE AGAIN. REMEMBER.
<What? What do you mean, if I live? Remember what?>REMEMBER.
Then, something struck the back of my head, and everything went black.I woke up, and everything was still black. And cold.
Don't panic, lass. There's a perfectly logical explanation for your inability to see anything. You're still in the Main Cave. It just isn't daylight yet, and the fire has gone out.I repeated the thought over and over in my head, feeling for the zippo. Hah! Right where I left it, under the corner of the bedroll.
I flicked it open and struck a light, holding the lighter high over my head to illuminate the largest possible area. Leah appeared to be asleep, still.
I had an idea, and I didn't like it. Still, it was an idea, which was more than I had five minutes ago. I crawled silently out of the sleeping bag and folded it over some rocks, positioned to look like a sleeping human. Not quite pillows, but close enough.
I took a charred branch from the remains of our fire. Some black residue lingered on the end. Charcoal. Perfect.
I carefully stepped over Leah's inert body and headed for the middle of the three tunnels. On the wall above the hole, I drew an arrow, pointing down to indicate 'this tunnel'. On the inside of the tunnel's mouth, I scrawled the word 'exit'. The thick, black lines were impossible to miss.
I closed the zippo to save the fuel, and I followed the path in utter darkness, dragging my toes along the ground and my fingertips along the walls, feeling for the landmarks that I'd used so many times before. I felt a crack in the wall, and followed it with my fingertips, down to the floor. A ball of yarn was pressed into the base of the crack, where it was widest. I knew that the yellow wool would be clearly visible in the beam of a mag-lite.
Blindly, I knotted a wide loop of the yarn around a pillar, one of the places where a stalagtite and a stalagmite had merged over time. Once I was sure of the knot, I continued forward into the dark, unwinding the yarn from the ball as I went.
I counted the tunnels that I passed, remembering the route by rote and by touch. Once, twice...five times I passed a current of dry air, some of the tunnels that led to the surface. Twice on the left, I passed currents of cold, humid air, from tunnels that went deeper belowground.
On the third deep tunnel, this time on the right, the air stream intensified. I turned into that opening and stepped inside, unwinding more yarn as I went.
Two curves, a sharp turn, and a fork in the tunnel
take the one on the left, three steps forward, then hang a sharp right. I remembered the last bit just in time to avoid walking face-first into a wall.
I stepped out into a vast open space.
The Big One, from my dream.
I pulled out the zippo and clicked it on. The wide circle of light didn't even come close to reaching the far wall, dropping off somewhere in the middle of the room.
"Okay, whoever you are, I'm here." I whispered.
Nothing stirred.
"Well? What are you waiting for? I remembered my dream, like you said. I'm here. What do you want from me?"
A cold chill crept up my spine, like I was being watched.
Superstitious Scottish fool! It's just the cave making you cold.And there is NOBODY HERE.Still, no matter what I told myself, I felt as though I wanted to get out of here. Now.
At the same time, something was calling me fiercely to venture deeper into the cavern.
I started to turn back, when a scratching, rock-shifting sound forced me to look back into The Big One. It was coming from above, somewhere in the middle. I walked out towards the source of the sound, even though my instincts were screaming that this might be a cave-in. I reached the middle of the room and looked down, where a tiny white dot was just starting to expand on the floor. I leaned over and reached toward the dot, thinking to pick it up.
Then, something struck the back of my head, and everything went black.
As my consciousness vanished, I felt the vague and annoying sensation that something SHOULD have occurred to me....
"Hey, are you okay?" A voice, vague and distant.
"...fell on her..." More familiar this time...unpleasant sensation...my head? What?
"Light. Idiot, it was LIGHT." I thought to myself.
"Hey, did she say something?""The white circle was light from above." Funny, I didn't think that I'd said that aloud...?
"Okay, she's definitely lost it. Come on, Ais, let's get you to the hospital.""Alistair? S'that you?"
"I'm here, sis. Man, this is twice in two days! That's some rotten luck you've got, oh-sister-of-mine. I think you might need stitches.""Neh. I can morph. How'd you find me here? What are you doing in The Big One?"
"Would you believe me if I said that I fell in?""Maybe."
"Would it be more believable if I said that YOU broke my fall?""Yes. It wouldn't be the first time. Uuhhhnnn. Ouch. Okay. Morphing, now."
I became the cat, and the back of my skull re-knit itself.
<So, where is Leah? I could swear that I heard her voice, awhile ago. Is she here?>
I looked around the room, and I could see at least one other person, in the light pouring in through the hole above us.
(I've not been specific about who is here, except me and my 'brother', so I've not God-modded anyone. If you're in the cave, be in the cave, okay? The other person could be ANYONE. Maybe Leah rushed toward the noise, saw the signs, and found us, or maybe she, saw Edward and ran, or maybe she's still asleep. Who knows? I LOVE THIS GAME!!! SO MANY POSSIBILITIES!!!
Oh, yeah. For future reference, the cave entrance was in the FOREST, not a FIELD, and it was VERY WELL HIDDEN. Maybe you found an alternate entrance, but Ais isn't nearly that careless, leaving an obviously visible hole in the ground. I'll let you get away with it this time, but please pay attention to details, later. Thanks.
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