Burnt Bridges

1- Tunnel to despair

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"It's real moist in here," I echoed as we voyaged through the abandoned mineshaft.

"I believed the caverns in this area led to various water sources," Walker responded, "we just may be below one right now."

"First I get caught in the rain and now I'm surrounded by water, for someone straight out of hell I'm shore this isn't good for my health."

"You'll be perfectly fine, something this minor won't cause the slightest harm to people like us," he reminded me, "More importantly are you shore this is the place."

"No, I just saw the obviously fused together rock and smell of sulphur and decided it was the perfect place for a picnic," I grinned.

"I see," Walker pondered.

"The hell's that supposed to mean?" I growled.

"Nothing really, either way I was able to acquire quite a bit of information while you weren't present as well earlier this morning," Walker stopped to explain, "firstly it seems that Father's influence has fallen to nothing more than folklore now."

"And that means what?" I asked.

"It means that our only sources of information on him are the bartender and the dead,"

"Well then, next?"

"We ourselves have also fallen to urban legends, so even if we walk through the villages and cities we won't get spotted by anything below spirit level," He pointed out.

"Oh like I'm going to let that stay the same," I smirked, "Um, what's a city?"

"I'm getting to that," he paused, "It seems the humans have expanded in numbers and arsenal, they are now in the billions and possess a great number of vehicular weaponry to make up for their frail nature."

"So this city is some kind of human engineered weapon made to threaten the heavens themselves," I exclaimed.

"No it's just a village with more people, bigger houses and less livestock," he corrected.

"See, this is what happens when I'm not there to kill the weak ones."

"That shouldn't be hard, they've become weaker than a village charm speaker," Walker joked.

"Remind me to burn a couple cities when we get C back then."

"I wouldn't waste effort on such fruitless task," a deep slurred voiced answered out from the darkness, just beyond the touch of my flames light.

As we turned in hope to see the face of our mystery guest all I was gifted with was the sight of a small spider crawling towards me. When it reached my foot it stopped, span around and continued on behind me.

"Was that ... a spider?" Walker wondered.

"I thought I felt something for a second there but it left with that insect," I mentioned, thou I felt like I had forgot something.

"Arthropod not insect, and we still have a task to finish let's get back moving," walker instructed.

"Yea," I answered nervously.

That spider gave me a bad feeling, like for once I was missing something.

The tunnel opened up slightly and I could spot some familiar sights from the last time I was here. Some burnt wood, a couple igneous stones and decomposing cave life corpses. Felt like almost yesterday I came here to drop off some supplies for my bastard of a sister.