DARKNESS AND LIGHT

Sweet things kill faster.

The word dungeon comes from old French Donjon, which in his earlier usage meant a keep in the main tower of a castle. Though it is uncertain, dungeons are thought to derive from the middle Latin word - Domino- meaning lord or master. Tonight, the albino felt the literal meaning of the name dungeon. Here, they are the slave and this place shows its masterly with its deafening silence and sweet death-like aroma.

Like the game of dragon and dungeon, the albino sees himself as the dungeon master as he has an advantage over his pursuers. Watching with instinctive weariness, he fashioned a brightly patterned. He knew he had to think straight to stay breathing to complete his task, he need more than his balls and fists.

All his life, he had heard of this mysterious prophet's dungeon, he had plugrimed through the nook and cranny of mararaba's outskirts in search of it but all had proved unsuccessful. The prophets dungeon is well guarded and will always remain a top secret.

Tonight in a mysterious circumstance, with broken bone and thorn head, he had no pleasure in exploring the underway. Instead, he had this unsettling feelings of dimness and dizziness, from loss of bloods and thirsty. He really need water. Tonight had put a doubt on his ruggedly, he feel like a weakling already.

He slumped and relaxed for some seconds, mustering his remaining strength, he plunged heads towards the right tunnel.

Trailing the blood of the huge albino was a blessing in disguise as the team after the albino need to powered their touch light to see the crimson coloured floor. The light as well exposed them to unseen danger. Yet the men knew they cannot fail. Each passing seconds bringing to their awareness the fall of Asum rock. Though the Albino was wounded, yet he still walked fastly and able to evade the policemen who had been running after him for some minutes now.

Tafa is not afraid of physical combat, not with the big albino nor any man. He had grew up tough and had remained so. At sixty three, he is fit enough for his mate and younger one's. Yet he is afraid this is a poor place to fight or flee from.

"I will be glad to be done with thos dungeon," he said aloud to no one.