Foretold

Each night I dread falling asleep, the darkness is overwhelming, the dream is the same, but I'm never in the same place. I try to recognize my surroundings, but through the darkness I can tell that I've never been here before. Tonight I'm somewhere musty, the smell is putrid. I hear the sound of water dripping in the distance. As I make my way across the floor I stumble and land on my knees. My hands hit last. I'm not sure what they're touching, but it feels damp and is squishy. As I pull myself up I realize that I'm on the surface of a rock, it's not a floor. The dampness surrounds me, then the realization of where I am hits - a cave! But where is this cave? I've never been near one before. Then like always I sense the presence of someone else. Oh if only I could see then maybe, just maybe I could make out the features of the person that keeps taunting me in my dreams. I keep my composure, I've become good at this. I want the unknown person to see how brave I am, and then it happens, the sound, a sound unlike anything of this earth...