The Next Dark Age: book 1 beginning

chapter 8 The New home

The cave was shockingly small to Trisha, who had expected some grand cavern with lots of branching paths and a huge entrance. Instead what Trisha got was an entrance so low to the ground that you had to crawl, and made Trisha grateful she was so short, but also felt bad for Harris.

When Trisha finally did enter the main cave, which was only tall enough for Trisha and Steph to stand up straight in, Trisha saw several weird markings along the cave.

Trisha went over to the wall to examine the wall and accidentally read aloud, "Ancient civilization, cool."

"What?" exclaimed Stephanie.

"On the wall, it says stuff about all this ancient civilization and tech. It's pretty cool"

"No, what it says is, 'Trisha, you're going insane, as these markings are in another language which I severely doubt you can read.'"

Trisha then mentally took a step back and realized that indeed, these words were in another language, one that Trisha had never seen before. Despite the lack of familiarity Trisha could read all of the writing's like they were written in advanced English. This greatly disturbed Trisha, as this event was also paired up in Trisha's mind with her conversation with Tim, in which he mentioned her becoming paranoid.

"Yeah, sorry, it just looked like English for a second." This was a total lie as this writing used very square symbols with lots of lines sticking through them and around them which is as far from the Latin alphabet as someone could get. Trisha decided that it was now time to change the subject though, before things got too awkward, "Why don't we keep moving, maybe the cave will be big enough to allow the others to stand up straight."

Trisha then went through a small natural hallway to a much bigger area that allowed everyone to stand up. In this area was a man running. Trisha looked on his arm and was grateful to not see the symbol for the Time God, or the Beast. The man stopped in front of the group, and in this moment Trisha saw that he was holding one to some sort of notebook, which he seemed to hold very carefully.

Before he could say or do anything, the man was met with a stalagmite that Trisha had kicked and mentally threw it at him, but was stopped by Trisha right as it touched the man's throat. The man did not flinch though, instead he just stood there, with a dazed look in his eyes, like he was not fully comprehending what was going on around him.

"What are you doing here?" Trisha technically asked, but it was really a demand.

"I was sent to retrieve something, now I am asking you the same thing."

"We are being sent to live with someone."

"Okay, well I do not want to fight right now as i am carrying something of great importance, so if you could leave that would be great."

Trisha wanted to know more about the man, and just who he was, but Trisha didn't want to anger him, and cause problems where there could be none. So instead of fighting, Trisha lowered the rock and stepped to the side. The rest of the group followed suit, and made their way to the sewers. The sewers was a bunch of tall hallways, with more giant pipes than Trisha could ever count, and the walls being made of the same concrete as the run-down sidewalks. Trisha knew this kind of material was popular during a certain time, but this amount was insane in its bulk production, and must of been a fortune to produce. When Trisha finally came over the awe of this feat of engineering, she saw that right outside the door was a man leaning against the wall.

"I'm assuming you guys are Trish, Michael, Harris, Stephanie, and Sapphire."

"Yep, and I think you are Hector." Michael informed the man