/jp/ - Otaku Culture

How long had I been walking?

My torch had burnt out what seemed like a lifetime ago, but the passage continued.

With no way to return, I could only move forward.

The wind was quite strong, now and raced along the floor and wall like some kind of mad river that had become confused, warped, and decided to wrap around on to itself like a spiral, or a tube.

The walls eventually stopped and opened up into what must have been a vast cavern. The sound of the wind shearing against itself was deafening, unnatural.

Whether I was overcome by fear, madness, or some kind of otherworldly compulsion, even now, I cannot say, but at last, I took my hand off the walk and turned into the wind.

I heard a voice.

"Nn... an...on...."