Mystery far below us

(4) Stuck

Summary: Tubbo is alive, and not alone. There is something with him.

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Something weird feels tubbo on his nose. He slowly opens his eyes, his head pounding and his body aching, not remembering a single thing. His expectation to see the closet infront of his bed on the other wall were broken. He wasnt at home. Or maybe he was, he couldnt tell because it was black. He couldnt see a single thing, not even his hand right infront of his eyes. The memories slowly sunk back into his head. The stone, the monster, the fall... it all came back. But where was he now?
Why was there no light here? It was also pretty cold as well. Thats when the darkness, the icy temperature, and the fear hit him. Slowly he tries getting up, using the floor and his knees to steady himself, shaking from being so cold, like being in a freezer. When he believes to be steady, he fully stands up, crashing right back down to the floor. His legs felt like jelly, wobbeling. Then the pain hit. Not only from this fall, but from the one before that, which should have killed him. How did he even survive? Well, he wasnt dead, but he definetly wasnt well either. Now he was stuck, in a place he cant even see, probably soon freezing to death, or suffocating because its getting hard to breathe.
It feels as if the darkness was trying to claim him. As he sat, he remembered his flashlight and pocket knife he took with him. He quickly searches his pockets, but couldnt find them. With dirty hands, and a shaking body, he feels the floor, checking for anything. Hope caught up to him when he got hold of something, he picked it up, carefully as it could be dangerous in some kind. It was the pocket knife!
As it lies in his hands he consideres his options. He was just a man who had gone missing, his friends might not even be aware that he left. He has around a week until they would notice he's not coming to the bar at all. He couldnt survive this long without food and water, and he was pretty sure he would die in here. It was dark, freezing, and there was barely any air. With a shaking breath he considers something.
He had the pocket knife.... no.nono.they could find him. He shouldnt. Yet again, he was stuck, and he was sure they wouldnt check the forest, if they would, then not all. Especially not this part. If he didnt get out anytime soon, he would die either way, if now by natural causes, or... well, you can imagine.

He feels his head, dizzy already. He realizes that he will pass out soon. He lies down, not wanting to hit his head if it happens. If he passed out, he would probably suffocate in his sleep. His eyes close, and he loses conciousness sooner than he expected.

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He opens his eyes in shock, instantly trying to stand up but fall back down. His gaze went from the floor to something. He shouldnt be able to see, but there is something. It glows, a purpleish glow. He takes his knife, while crawling backwards to the walls. When his head hit the wall, a sound echoed, and the glowing thing moved. This is bad.
It disappeared suddenly, reappearing just two seconds later right infront of Tubbo. He's done for. He looks up, the creature is tall, very tall, above 9ft probably, and thin. He couldnt see properly more than that, it was barely any light there, just the soft purple glow. He feels it's eyes on him, he just sits there, unmoving, hoping that the creature wouldnt see him, but that was an impossible wish, ofcourse it see's him.
Suddenly he feels something, right next to him. It just rolled over, he guessed, taking whatever it was, slowly, still hoping the creature didnt see him even if it was 2ft away from him, staring right at him. The thing was.. his flashlight! His hopes came up, clicking the button, and pointing it right at the creature's presumable face. It screeched, loudly, it was audible from miles away, atleast it deafens Tubbo for a few seconds, in those seconds he studies the creature, right before it teleported away.
It was tall and slim, as already said, it had black skin, with fur around the neck, like a collar, thick and gray. It had multiple set of eyes, 2 or 3, he couldn't quite tell if one was another set of eyes or just something else, it closed them though to defend itself from the light. Fur goes from the head to the back, though he couldnt see how far because a pair of folded wings were covering his back. Two antennas stuck out of it's head, long and slim. It had very thin fur on the rest of its body but its arms and legs, it had two set of arms too, and long legs. Practically everything about it can be described as 'long' and 'slim'. Black skin with white-ish palms were the hands, with incredibly long fingers. Reminds him of a mixture between a moth and slenderman. The wings were black and white, with a very pretty pattern. Its mouth ripped open, to reveal a purple light coming from it, then it was gone. It obviously hates light. So now, he was alone again, but atleast he got his flashlight now with him. Something is with him down here, and its nothing like a human. Vividly, he tried to remember the creature's features, to make out what it was, to no luck. None of his experiences matched anything close to what this is. Soon, his eyes close again, uncontrolable, he falls to the ground. Luckily, landing right into some moss or something similar.

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Tubbo shrugs and turns, but ends up opening his eyes again. Bending his knees, to prop himself up on his elbows, he tries to stand up, but remembers his past tries and falls back down softly. He squeezes his eyes close, to something blending them 'wait... I'm alone down here. There shouldnt anything be down here that would be able to blind me' His eyes slowly opening, he holds his hand out infront of them to see past them as the light was hurting Tubbos eyes. He saw the source, it was his flashlight, held by... the creature, pointing right in his face, god. It was clearly smart enough to understand how the flashlight worked, and was able to use it just fine. "GOD. Stop pointing that thing in my face" Tubbo yells at the creature, which ofcourse doesnt understand him, but points it elsewhere anyways, before turning it off. There was confusion written on his face, did that creature understand him? It kneeled down infront of him, still towering way over him.
It gave out some cackling sound, almost like a laugh, while tilting itshide sideways lightly, in almost an adorable way. Tubbo caught himself, it may look adorable doing that, but he doesnt know what it's intention is. The sound clicked and almost had a light sound of purring in it. Was this some kind of way of communicating with him? He wasnt sure, but the way its head tilts and seems to be confused, it may be the case.
He feels it's gaze on him. "Can you.. like? Understand me?" Tubbo asked, as he lets his head fall soflty on the wall, staring at the glowing creature. It steps closer, and tubbo's fear kicks in again. He has nothing to defend himself, not even his legs or flashlight. Its arms touch his, grabbing him and picking up, holding him as far as possible. Just like that, Tubbo's eyes feel suddenly very heavy, he shouldnt trust this creature, but his head just falls and he passes out, while the creature was holding him.