47. Lost From Light
The last rays of light vanished and world of blackness swallowed him up, there was a rush of hot air inside the beast, the space within its throat large enough to hold more than half a dozen men in it. As he fell deeper his nose got clogged with the repugnant smell of its insides, his body recieved deep cuts from the rows of sharp teety as he fell, the only thing keeping him alive was his thick wool clothing and also his bag that seemed to take a lot considerable level of impact as he went down it's gullet.
He grunted and screamed as he felt his skin cut open, his arms and legs did not suffer serious injuries but his face recieved deep cuts on the cheeks and almost losing both his eyes had he not covered them up as he fell. The pain of each cut burned into his memory causing his brain to blur out repeatedly.
