When you wondered you weren't dead, a nice, comforting voice filled your head. 'H-hello?' A little boy answered, he was a goat. He smiled at you and offered to take your partially ripped sweater off, and he offered his. 'I can get another one, don't worry about it!' You tried to reason, but it was pretty cold, and your sweater was half ripped anyway. 'T-thank you..' You whispered to him, his smile was unbearable for you so you just had to smile back. 'Ah- it's no problem at all. I'm used to the weather down here annyways.' He says. You look at him with a 'i think we need to go somewhere now.' Look, snd he gets it. He grabs your hand and takes you into the deep cavern.
