Small stones fell off the mountain as if they were afraid of something up there. Steven and Mike looked miniscule compared to the massive mountain. “I guess we’re here.” Steven said. Mike gave a small grin g as if they accomplished something fairly simple. Their journey for the sword took longer than they thought.
“We have to find the opening in the mountain.” Mike exclaimed with a serious tone.
“What are we waiting for, let’s get going.” replied Steven.
This set their journey off. In the first hour they went a third around the mountain and successfully found the entrance to the maze. They started climbing. Most of the rocks weren't stable and when stepped on crumbled. This mountain was created by the eruption of the volcano on the top. The lava spilled and a layer of fragile pumice covered the ground. After a while of walking they needed a break. They found a rather flat space and sat down. Their shirts got blackened because of the dust that was created by the volcano. Steve looked at Mike’s short black hair and took in his facial features.
Why, was the main word in his mind. Why him? Why is he doing this? Why was he here? All these emotions burst out and he just had to ask. “Why are you doing this?”
“I don’t know really, but I have had these weird dreams lately. They told me that i should find you and.. And here we are. It started not too long ago actually, a week or so before we met up” Mike replied.
“I also had these dreams, they come up once in awhile." Steve answered.
"Do they tell you anything?"
"No, they're really just images but they can't get out of my head."
A rumble from the inside of the mountain stopped their conversation. They thought that something
might’ve been happening so they left as soon as possible. They put the half eaten sandwiches in their bags and set off. They walked for what felt like a mile before they reached the mouth of this cave.
They entered the cave with massive walls of rock surrounding them. They were glittering from the water that gathered on the ceiling. Little beads of water dripped down their shirt moistening them on the way. They walked and all of a sudden two corridors blocked their way.
“Which way should we go?” Mike asked.
“I dont think we can split up because something might be waiting for us there.” Steven replied.
“Let’s just go right. Anyway, if we run into something we could run back to the left.” Mike exclaimed.
“Let’s go!” Steven said enthusiastically.
They ran into the right corridor. The walls were moist and filled with mosses of different kinds. They made a makeshift torch out of their cotton shirts and a stick they found. They went right, left, right again. An endless path of corridors faced them and made the lose any of their hopes. As they were walking Steve felt something on his back. Mike used his torch to see the back of Steve. Mike saw something that he never seen before. 8 thick hairy legs held its body up but the only thing that they were concentrated on were the two fangs which were glistening in the torch light. It was a massive spider.
“Dont move!” Mike said sternly
“Wha…” exclaimed Steven.
“Keep calm!” Mike said again.
With a slash of the torch the spider flew off onto the ground. Then with a more powerful strike with the torchrch , Mike killed the spider. During this, due to his sweaty hand he dropped the torch and set the moss alight. The spider was dead at least. They had to run. They didn't bother trying to light it out. The flames spread very swiftly after them. Breathing got a harder as the fire’s lungs filled up more and more. They run as fast as they could making quick decisions to where to go. As they freed themselves from the fire’s reach they walked not ran because of how exhausted they were. They walked through a couple of corridors and with luck, a light showed itself in front of the guys. They walked forward until they reached a final corridor. As they progressed through the corridor, it started shrinking to an almost inhuman size. They finally reached the final stretch of the corridor.
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