Bound to Darkness

Abyss (Chapter 2)

I hardly slept that night, for obvious reasons. The only thing running through my head was the note I had found. Trust no one... what an ominous message. I wonder who would've left that with me.

With the rising sun came Mumbo's awakening, slowly but surely. I pretended I had been sleeping as well, slowly forcing myself to stand from my cramped position and stretch. The note crumpled in my hand, reminding me to store it away. Keep suspicions away for now.

But why was that note so... terrifying? It was words on paper, basically nothing, yet somehow it felt so much more sinister than just that. I dunno, I guess it bothered me. It felt like it should be a secret, something closely guarded.

I could feel Mumbo's eyes on me, watching my thought process go down quickly, so in response I blinked up at him tiredly. "Hello Mumbo. How'd you sleep?"

He shrugged, not speaking right now. He looked about half-awake as he wandered to a chest, pulling out some eggs and pork. Those went into a furnace, laid overtop coals and left to cook up.

I glanced out the window at the sun rising over this small island, reflecting off the vast ocean right outside. It was blinding, the waves reflecting crystals of light into my eyes. I could see a boat in the distance, half-built and partially shrouded by early morning mist.

"Here," Mumbo held out some of the eggs in my direction, a small smile on his face. "Breakfast."

"Thanks." I smiled back, taking the tray and devouring the food. I was much more hungry than first imagined... but then again, I can't remember the last time I actually ate anything. Like, I could remember eating food obviously, but no actual meals.

As the last bites were taken care of, a small knock came from the floor entrance of the treehouse. Mumbo popped open the trapdoor with a foot, his plate still in his hands, and in came a new person.

She was honestly adorable. Dark brown hair with pure white ends, bright eyes the same shade as the oak bark to my left. Her pink and white cardigan went well with her white blouse and blue skirt, and her smile made me blush.

"Oh, hello!" She saw me, grinning. "Glad Iskall warned me you were awake. I'm StressMonster, but call me Stress."

"Oh, uh... I'm Grian." I waved a small bit, trying not to fumble too much. I turned down to the floor, kicking at it a small bit.

"And I'm chopped liver," Mumbo helped Stress up the ladder and into the treehouse. Her wings were pure white, larger than you'd expect for a person her size, folded tightly to her back. She giggled, running a hand through her hair mindlessly.

"So it's obvious that the few hours I took to actually sleep were when everything exciting happened. Glad to be of use." I enjoyed her thick accent, the teasing lilt making us all smile.

"Stress-" Mumbo sighed, shaking his head. Stress giggled, winking his direction. "Whatever, is there any progress?"

"Sadly no. No exit Portals can be opened." Stress shifted from left to right, seeming unable to stay still. Her smile became a little more forced, voice turning serious. "I have a daughter that I need to go see, I need to get out of here-"

"We know, Stress. Everyone has family out of Hermitcraft." Mumbo pulled her into a hug, making me feel suddenly like I was... intruding, on a situation I knew nothing about. "I'm sure we'll get out of here soon."

"So from what I'm understanding," I butted into the conversation, "The only way out of this place is blocked, and... no one can fix this?"

Stress and Mumbo shared a look, knowing something I didn't. I pretended not to notice right away, letting Stress say something.