The Pit

it was a dream

Tumbling without control, my eyes could barely open as I hit the hard, slick ground. The light from above glimmered weakly, as the distance from the surface was far away. It was dark, a dismal blackness that engulfed my surroundings. However, to my great horror, the walls had a light of their own. The deep red seemed to absorb all light, and it emanated no sense of brightness. It was cold and silent, with the small exception of a low ringing in my ears. My eyes blinked pain. I could not move, but to be welcomed by pain, and all I could move was my index finger, which felt the wall, searching for a sense of knowledge. The wall had a slippery, warm texture. It felt like it was moving down on my fingertip. I could not see where the red ended. I could not feel where it was going.

I lay still for hours, it seemed, and I was lost for reason. Why was I in such a dreary place? More importantly, where was I before? I suppose this was the more frightening question, it troubled me to not remember or not know where I was supposed to be. I had no recollection of any past nor any place, only of the fall and this pit.

A fear mounted in my heart. Was there anything before this? Did I fall from somewhere, or did I fall from another pit? I could not determine if this pit was anything novel. If this was all I remember, was this where I belonged? Was this the only thing I have ever known?

A thought came to me suddenly, Maybe this is all there is. Could it be that there is nothing else to know? Nothing but this dreaded pit. However, something was amiss in this theory. Where did I come from if there is nothing else?

My body began to recuperate as I laid motionless on the ground. I could move my arms and my neck, and I believe, at that point I could move my toes. Glancing up, I smiled briefly at the small light. It wasn’t being absorbed by the red, it was a constant.

As I got to my feet, I stumbled forward, the muscles in my legs could barely hold me. I caught hold of the walls in a gasp, and tried to keep myself up. But the wall, still moving downward, would not hold me still. My feet began to slip, and the ground I was standing on started to shake. I looked up once more to get a hopeful glimpse of the shimmering light, and lo! It was gone: diminished! All I could see were the blazing walls as they continued moving downward, to somewhere, a place I could not comprehend.

My eyes shook with the ground and my legs could no longer hold me. They gave out and I fell, continuing to fall, as there was no more platform. I continued to plunge down into nothingness, and I had no control of my body. I closed my eyes in shock and fear, being consoled by the simple darkness under my eyelids.

I kept them shut in fear, and did not bother to control my actions as the terror flooded my senses. Everything seemed inevitable; I would fall and hit the ground once more. I would try and stand up once more and I would fail. I would lose my courage and give up again, repeating again through eternity. Eternity would begin to weaken me with time, and the only hope would be extinguished as I act on such a faith.

Author's Note

grammar problems would be good to know

Reviews

[thecoolone52]

id help you out with grammar... but im reallllllly bad at it... i liked the story it keeps me guessing on what the character fell from or what they were doing? Maybe fell through a trap door...? or a earthquake or something... you leave it up to the reader which is kinda cool and i like that.