I never expected this to happen. I am back where I started when I
first woke up. This time around, I am cold and hungry, not to mention
discouraged. There was not much to salvage from the destroyed ruins
that was my camp. Most of my food was destroyed, my machines were
demolished and my shelter was nonexistent. I have to rebuild, but I
just do not want to. What would be the point? I don't know if there
are more of these Deerclops monsters out there. Hell, I don't even
want to think of something worse. My hands tremble just at the
thought.
I needed materials. I had to rebuild. There was no question about
it. I had to get my head back in the game. Shelter, a place to sleep,
this is what is going to help me stay sane. I traveled to the south.
I do not know why I chose this direction, but I remembered there
being a lot of trees and berry bushes. As I wandered I completely
ignored the berries and trees. I didn't gather anything. I just kept
walking. I guess just telling myself everything was going to be
alright wasn't enough. I looked up at the sky. The sun shining bright
blinded me. I closed my eyes and I fell.
I feel quite a ways. I got back to my feet and saw that I fell
down a hole. I was able to climb out to see where I was. This hole
was not here before. The large black basalt rock was here. I wonder
what changed. It seems like this world's seasons are not the only
thing changing. I jumped back down the hole. I wanted to see what was
in there. After inspecting the area, it was a cave. There wasn't much
light. Some small slivers from the ceiling and the hole were the most
light there was. I walked forward, the further I went, the darker it
was. The humidity was thick and it was cold. I did not know what to
expect in this place. I should have turned back, but I had to see
what was here. Surely I was meant to find this place.
I saw flickers of light further down the cave. I rushed to the
area and there were fireflies. They were beautiful. Odd, I never saw
myself using that word to describe something in this world. When
huddled together, these fireflies generated a lot of light. It is a
shame I had nothing to catch them with. This place is getting darker
the further I go, and I have no sense of direction. I don't know what
to do except to keep going.
Light was being produced by peculiar flowers and fireflies
throughout the tunnels I was traveling in. While the area was still
really dark, these small sources of light provided enough for me to
see. The cave seems to have an entirely different ecosystem. One that
seems to foreign, like it isn't supposed to be here. It even seems
man-made, as if someone put it here. That just seems ridiculous
though. I kept hearing noises all around me. I could not tell where
they were coming from due to the echo the tunnel provided. I lit a
torch to my own benefit. The light made me safe, it still does. I
felt like I was being watched.
I heard footsteps, my stomach was in my throat and my heart
pounding. I started to run. I didn't want to stop. My legs were on
fire, my lungs were filling up with cold and damp air, and my heart
was beating faster than ever. As I was running, I saw shadows appear
as if they were chasing me. Like they were hunting me. I closed my
eyes, hoping they would disappear. That's when I felt like I was
floating. What goes up must come down. I tripped on a rock and landed
square on my face. The torch landed in a puddle of water,
extinguishing the flame. I look up, and see red eyes staring right
back at me.
I got up, lit another torch and readied my spear. I was ready to
fight. I brought the torch up higher and saw that those red eyes
belonged to a creature that I saw on the surface. It was a bunny. But
this bunny was more, feral I guess you could say. It wasn't like the
ones up top. It was standing on two legs and had a large build. Like
it adapted to a new environment. I rustled through my backpack,
looking for food to give it. This place didn't seem to have much and
I could use the good karma. I found some carrots and the, Bunny...man
ate them happily. I gave it a pat on the head and continued through
the cave. I heard footsteps following me, it was the Bunnyman. It was
following me. It was my friend now I guess. Even if it couldn't talk,
at least it was some kind of companion. There was no telling the time
of day here. The Bunnyman yawned and as did I. I guess it was time to
sleep. The floor is had and damp, but I have been through worse.
