After taking a deep breath I walk into the mine, my curiosity isn't going to let me walk away at this point. I am just going to go in and have a quick look at the beast and that's it. At first, with the sunlight coming in behind me it isn't so bad, but the further I go the worse it gets.
The feeling of all that weight hanging above me ready to crush me brings back all sorts of bad memories. In my old life I had no problems with caves or tight spaces, it's only since I was thrown into the pit that it has become an issue. I hate the fact that I have become so weak that a simple cave can get to me.
This might be a good chance for me to work on overcoming my fears. In fact I am starting to think that staying in the cave until I have conquered my fear might be a good idea. After all, these caves just seem to keep popping up, everywhere I go I seem to end up underground.
