I don’t know what to call this series but it’s chapter 2 (chapter one is in desmodus) Let me start by saying that I just started typing these stories and am still trying to improve so if you do have any tips on what the story should be called or how to help me write better thank you and if you don’t that’s fine I don’t have any good tips either so yeah let me start chapter 2…

Nic fell deeper into the cave. Only now did he truly begin to feel the pain on his ankle. As he was falling time seemed to slow down he looked around for a possible way out but there was none. He continued falling trying not cry out in pain from his ankle. He thought about the desmodus and their hideous fangs all charging toward him and he swore if he had to come back from the dead just to get revenge the would.

Nic managed to land in water. He probably did the most painful belly flop ever that did not result in death. His brain began thinking at light speed he knew he couldn’t swim and he may be able limp but it would hurt a lot. He couldn’t climb the rocks were too wet. He couldn’t do anything. He was helpless flailing his arms around in the water. Water began to enter his lungs. At that moment a sarco charged him.

It must have expected him to swim up because it went over him and he grabbed its tail it pulled him ashore. That was when he realized how weak he truly was. The sarco’s tail slipped out of his hands. He laid on the ground coughing up water. The sarco turned and glanced at him. It took one step toward him when a man in a scuba suit jumped out the water and shot it in the eye with a harpoon gun. Nic was still too weak to move but he would have ran if he didn’t have an injured ankle and of course if he could figure out how to stand up.

The man in the scuba suit walked over to Nic and held out a jar with red liquid, “Here drink this. It will help you.” He said.

“Why should I trust you.” Nic croaked

“Didn’t I just shoot a sarco in the face to save you!”

Nic was too tired to argue. He drank the red liquid and his ankle hurt less and he could actually sit up now.

“Can I have another?” Nic asked.

“Sorry that’s the only one I had left. Those araneo were a real pain.” The man replied. “So what’s your name?”

“My name’s Nic.”

“How did you get down here?”

“I fell.”

“Care to elaborate.”

“Not really.”

“Ok well you better tell me what happens when we get to my house if they haven’t found me yet.”

“If who hasn’t found you yet?” Nic asked.

“I’ll explain later. You have a lot to learn.”

Part three will probably be in araneo.