I fall fast, and I fall hard. I fling my arms and legs around hoping for something to stop the falling but I continue to fall. In my last seconds, I think that this could be it. This could be the end of my life. Next thing I know my body slams onto hard ground. It knocks the wind out of me and I gasp for air. I continue to roll down what seems to be a large hill. I feel a large rock bang into the back of my head and the pain spreads throughout my skull. And then everything goes black.
I wake up and think I'm dead because everything is still black. But I realize that now it's just night time. I'm covered by multiple rocks and lots of dirt. I'm alone too. What even happened?
I start to freak out because I don't remember. How did I get down here? My mind just feels foggy and like there's some kind of pressure inside of my head. I close my eyes and squint them hard. I remember now. I walked onto the hollow ground and fell something like 30 feet down.
I try to move but the aching that hits stops me . It feels like my body is just one big bruise. My head pounds with a headache and it's much worse than the one I had a couple days ago from my hangover.
I lay there for quite a bit of time. I don't move at all. Just lay on the hard cold stone with rocks and dirt as a blanket.
Have the others left? I try to yell but it hurts my head too much. I continue to just lay there.
Something warm runs down my face and I realize that it's probably blood. It starts at my temple and runs down to my ear. I try to concentrate on it so that maybe all the other pain would stop. And it actually kind of helps because I doze off.
I open my eyes and this time the sun blares down on me. My headache pulses in my head and I squint my eyes.
I slowly, very slowly, begin to get up. I stop several times though because the pain is just too much. I manage to roll over and get onto my hands and knees. That's when that awful feeling in my stomach begins. I feel the fluid come up through my throat and expelled out my mouth and nose. I shake and spit out the rest of the vomit trying to get the taste out of my mouth. Barely anything came up because I haven't eaten in a while.
I continue to slowly struggle to get up. I finally get to my feet and my headache is more prominent than ever. That's when my head feels like a tv that's losing signal and going fuzzy. Pink and blue dots begin to flash in my vision and I fall back to the ground.
"Damn it!" I say to myself. Here I am again just laying on the ground. I still wonder if everyone is still up there. So I try to yell again and I successfully do it this time.
"HELLO?" I yell up. I wait but there is no response.
"HELLO?" I yell again. Still no answer. I come to the conclusion that they left me. They probably think I'm dead.
I decide it's time to try and get back up again. I do it just as slow and struggle just the same. This time when I get up to my feet I lean against the wall. I rub my temples. I try to think about all that just happened to me but it's hard to concentrate. But I do realize what all these symptoms point to. A concussion.
I look around for the first time and see that I'm just in a wide deep hole in the ground. I see the hill that I had tumbled down and I see the rock that had probably caused this concussion. I can tell right now that there's no way I'm getting out of here.
I begin to search for a way to get out. Mostly there's just dirt and rocks. I gasp when I find a small hole in the wall though. A hole big enough to crawl through.
But should I go through it? What if everyone is still up there and they just didn't hear me when I shouted. Or what if they went somewhere to go and find something to help me out. I don't know.
