I woke up in the same exact spot I had previosly been in when I woke. I couldnt tell how long it had been since I went unconcios. Days? Weeks? Meer seconds?
I got up and saw the same light as before. I walk towards the end of the room and to the door way where the hall way split. I had no flashing images as I had before but my left are burned with pain even though I saw no flaws in the flesh.
I decided to go the oppesite direction the light had gone, becuase, obvoisly , that would not work.
It was darker down that hall and it felt oddly more humid than the room or the other hallway direction.
I kept walking , looking at every little crack and puddle that were there to see.
I payed no attention to what was in front of me and I hit my head on some metal bar.
"Ow!" I yelled, and it echoed all the way down the hall.
It was a ladder.
The hall was a lot shorter than the other direction.
I looked back towards the light. I could barely see it, a tint dot in an endless tunnel of dark.
But I could tell it had stopped. I could also tell when it started to come towards me. "Oh no! Its coming" i thought.
I started to climb the ladder. I climbed as fast as i could until I hit a large round metal thing that seemed to cover the hole.
I pushed as hard as i could until it was all the way off, and sunshine hit my face. It felt so warm on my skin , but my eyes hurt do to the like of light in the maze-dungeon thing.
I got up on to ,what seemed like , asphalt and pushed to cover back over.
Then I looked around me. I was on an empty street in a city. Manhatten came to my mind while admiring the buildings around me.
The street I stood had no traffic at all , which seemed strange to me, in such a busy city.
I did what any sane person would do after finding themselves in a dark dungeon under manhatten with a strange whispering light ( I guess more insane people find them selves in these kind of sitions than sane poeple) would do.
I ran to the nearest police station ( that I oddly knew the location of ) and told them what happened. They followed my with ridiculing eyes to the pot hole I had came out of.
When they checked under it, the most horrifying thing happened.
The dungeon was gone.
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The Labarinthian Project
AdventureA man wakes up in a mysterias dungeon like labrinth, and when he finds a way out it seemingly disapears! The labarinthain project is born out of the questions created from others who have found themselves in the maze Im gonna try to add a chapter ev...
