‘s**t. s**t. s**t. Shit.’
My mind and heart race as I’m dragged further and further down the tunnel, Ian screaming my name as he and the others vanish. I can still hear them calling out to me but the lump in my throat keeps me from responding.
‘Breathe, just breathe,’ I think as I kick at the strangely strong tentacle wrapped around my entire left leg now. My hands scramble against the sleek and uneven ground, the cold burning my skin while the ground and ice tear at my fingers as I attempt to halt my movement.
Eventually, I slide to a stop, my gasps and pounding heart loud in my ears as I scramble to my knees, scanning the darkness. Strangely, the darkness appears a little brighter here and less thick, allowing me the chance to actually make out the outline of the tunnel. My eyes wid
