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The closer we get to the highest located cave, the more nervous I get.
A harsh wind is rushing through the air and pulling on our clothes. Luckily, the pathway is broader now. Still, I'm pressing myself against the safe stone to my right.
"Okay guys, we have to be really careful, because-"
"We know," I grunt, focussing on my steps. "He might be dangerous and unpredictable. We won't try to provoke him. Right, Fatima?"
Cordon turns around to us. He looks at me. "No, we have to be careful because if a guard sees us, we are dead. So please take this a bit more seriously now."
Seriously? This is a game. How could I take a game seriously?
I don't even take myself seriously most days. But that's most likely due to depression.
We are nearing the cave and I can spot the slim metal bars covering the ten feet tall entrance.
Inside it is completely dark, the moonlight is blocked by a ledge and hardly reaches inside.
