Part III
We trudged on, and I begin to get impatient. Why on earth did I ever agree to come down here? I think to myself, clenching my jaw and sighing loudly so my friend would get the point. He glances at me, but I can’t see his face clearly, because it is too dark. The ground began to slope upwards, and I strain my eyes, hoping to see an exit. I trip over a loose rock in the floor and land on my stomach. I put my hands in front of me, and could feel nothing. I scream, and the sound echoes loudly around what must be a huge empty chamber. My friend runs up, and I franticly grab his leg to stop him.
“Don’t go any further, the path ends, and there is nothing in front of me!” I cry out, my heart beating wildly. He stopps and put his hand on the wall, feeling along, until it disappeared
“Strange....it must be a end” he said thoughtfully, then pulled me to my feet. I lean against the wall, thankful for something solid near me. My mind is in a whirl
What are we going to do? How will we get out of here? I struggle to comprehend what this end means....we’ll have to go all the way back! Oh no! I sink down and put my head on my knees, crying softly into the worn and now dirty fabric of my jeans.
My friend moves restlessly, being more fearless than I am about our situation.
(:? I think I went to past tense the last chapter, and now I'm back to present tense... lol)
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