No signs were given instead the soil beneath his feet immediately sunk him waist-deep.
The more struggle he kept on with the soil to escape the confines of the quicksand only triggered the quickness of his sinking.
"Shit," He cursed under his breath. It was no use struggling so he decided to let fate take its course as he was quickly swallowed up by the sand. Now that he had no idea where Lenora had gone, it was the beginning of doom for him.
He fell through the quicksand to the place below with a thud.
He gritted his teeth and moved to sit up, using his hand to rub the back of his head. His eyes reached for where he had fallen from. A ceiling of sand stood many inches above him. It was strange how the sand remained as it was without even a grain falling from the pile.
"Are you done staring?"
His attention on the sand was disrupted by the familiar voice. He turned around in the direction of the voice.
