On Darkness, Sanity and Not Knowing if He Can do It Alone

Our hero finds himself at the bottom of a dark pit. There is no apparent route of escape. All around him vipers slither and hiss. They threaten not only his physical self, but also his very sanity.

He turns to his right and is instantly comforted by the sight of her. She is his rock. She is trapped along side him and together they will fight off the vipers and find a way to escape. They will not let the darkness get the best of them. They will win.

It’s a game of wits. It’s a game of strength and endurance. Can they hold off the madness of their surrounding before it is too late?

A rope falls from above. A savior has arrived, someone who knows all too well the perils of the void. He calls down to her. She can join him in the light. She will be safe. For her the game is over.

Panic rises in our hero, but he does not show it. She deserves safety and should not have to see his pain. He will stay and fight the vipers alone. He will soldier on. He will not let this be the end of his fight.

He watches as she is pulled to safety. Her figure slowly disappears until he is sure that she no longer exists. All around him the vipers draw closer. They hiss at him, enticing him to join them in their lunacy.

He has to fight. He has to escape. He knew he could do it as long as she was by his side. But can her do it without her?

As the darkness begins to move in on him, he doubts his own will.