In the darkness of the cave, water dripped onto our heads. Our clothes were already soaked in dirty water. The rocks were so slippery we had to hold each other to keep balance. There were 2 puddles at the end of the wall. The puddles were deep, almost as deep as my entire leg. Now my shoes were soaking too, and I struggled to find warmth. I looked backwards into the darkness with Granda gripping my hand.

“What’s in there?” She asked. 

Her voice echoed snd reverberated in the empty, dark cave. There was a sliver of light at the end, but it was upwards, and we had no flashlights to navigate the dark space. Our phones had fallen out of our pocket when we were getting chased. 



I flinched, flicking my head around to where we came in. There was a large hole of light, but we were in the darkness, away. It was the sounds of leaves crunching. I heard the low murmurs call out to the other creatures. Soon, the darkness shrouded us completely, hiding us from the gaze of our hungry predators. 

I put my finger to my mouth, hearing for Granda to be quiet. Her shoe gently slipped down a rock, but I caught her hand. Our hands were covered in wet and moist dirt, and our hands were both wet from the water. I looked out in the distance. The predators turned its head around to face us, but we were out of sight. It’s hungry black eyes gazed into the cave, peering in and trying to make out two, slim figures that were us. It opened its mouth, its sharp teeth colliding into each other as it called again, this time louder. 

Granda held onto my hand, our hands slipping with each passing second. The silence drove me crazy. The repeated tapping of the water irritated me as the cold, almost freezing water flowed down my head and sunk into my wet hair. The creatures long limbs walked back down into the woods, its hefty and broad shoulders contorting and elongating as it stood on its deformed legs, calling out once more for its others.

The call echoed throughout the cave, the sound repeating over and over, traveling through the entire thing. Then, when the sound faded away, it came right back to us. The light shined off of Granda’s face, her teeth clenched and eyes filled with worry. Her hand was slipping even more now, and we were right next to the big puddle. I watched her foot descend down into the murky depths of the puddle. The sound of water rushed throughout the cave. I closed my eyes, feeling Granda’s weight shift as she tried to stay still in the unbelievably cold water.

When I looked back toward the predator, it had gathered 4 more of it. The copies peered into the cave just as the creature had done originally. The others quickly examined each wall and crevice. 

I felt Granda slip father into the water, I tightened my grip. Her hand was slippery with sweat and water. The moist soil made it hard to keep a good grip. My stance was wobbly and uneasy. My heart raced and beat quickly. I breathed in short breaths that stretched on for what felt like forever. As I started to relax and calm my nerves, her hand slipped more. I tightened my grip again, only to find that Granda had fallen into the puddle. Only that it wasn’t a puddle, it was a hole into the abyss. Her screams echoed throughout the cave before a long, hitting sound echoed. My mouth hung open before I found myself slipping into the puddle myself. I held onto the wall for support, but all the walls were gone. I suddenly realized that this cave was way bigger than I thought it was. And when I turned back around, all 5 predators were staring right at me, drool dripping down from their mouths like dogs. I was met face to face with the horrifying creatures, their mouths hanging open and their tongues hanging out of their mouths. Their sharp teeth shined in the soft light. 



Then I fell…