BENEATH THE DARK: 3 DAYS IN THE CAVE

Unforesee

turned to call out, but my voice was swallowed by the cave's deep silence. My words, once shared in harmony, now echoed alone.The torchlight that had illuminated our path now cast only shadows, and the walls that had felt like companions now stood as silent sentinels. I stood alone, my heart racing, my mind struggling to comprehend the sudden and unforeseen separation.It was in that moment that the true nature of the darkness became palpable. It wasn't just the absence of light; it was an isolation that reached into the depths of the soul. The cave's silence felt like a weight upon my shoulders, and the uncertainty of what lay ahead loomed like a specter.I called out, my voice echoing in the vast emptiness, but there was no response. The walls absorbed my words, leaving me in a cocoon of silence. Panic began to gnaw at the edges of my resolve, threatening to overwhelm me. My fingers brushed against the cave's cold, damp walls, as if seeking a connection to the world outside.In the absence of external stimuli, my mind turned inward. Thoughts of my schoolmate, our shared laughter, and the bond we had for