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Spark

By Mansi Shanbag


Ow.

My head hurts.

Like something heavy fell on it.

Wait, what the fuck. Where am I?

Is this a cave?

The walls feel wet and slimy. Ew, moss.

Shit, are those scratch marks on the cave walls that I’m feeling? There are so many of them..

*shudder*

So dark. I don’t even have my lighter on me.

Should I try the stones? Should I go the Flintstones way, pun intended?

*spark*

Okay, who would’ve thought this would work?

Yea, all of humankind. Sure, sure. Evolution and what not.

*spark*

Okay, so I guess we’re finding our way out one spark at a time, huh stones?

Am I talking to the stones?

This thing that hit my head must’ve done some good damage.

Okay, now to find our way out.



*spark*

Whoa. These scratch marks have blood on them. Fuck, what the hell happened here?

*spark*

This seems like a way out. Or a way somewhere.

*spark*

More scratch marks. More blood. More cave. Goodie.

What is that I smell?

Yeesh, someone is cooking bad eggs out here.

Or it is sulphur. Yea, that makes more sense seeing as this is a cave.

*spark*

Wait! I read somewhere that if you just keep moving in one direction, you get out of whatever place you’re stuck in. Like, if I take only rights at every fork here, I can find my way out. Hopefully.

*spark*

Man, it all looks the same. What direction do I take?

*spark*

Shit, a flint bounced off the rock and burned off some of the moss on that wall there. Thank god for the burning smell. Anything is better than this pungent sulphur stench.

*spark*

This moss is thick and slippery, and the cave path isn’t getting any bigger. I have to grip the rocks and pull myself up every time. Maybe if I can peel off the moss..

*spark*

My finger hurts. Oh shit. Maybe others also got lost in this cave. That would explain the scratch marks, right?

RIGHT?

*spark*

I think I am starting to bleed from my fingertips now. Man, this is morbid as fuck. I have taken four right turns so far, and it feels like there isn’t an end to this cave. Stupid cave.

*spark*

I need to get new stones soon. These are wearing off quicker than I would’ve thought.

*spark*

Wait. What is that black patch?

*spark*

Is this the burnt moss patch?

*spark*

It is! Motherf–.. Have I been moving in circles this whole time? I am about to get so pissed if that is the case. What the fuck is this place?

*spark*

What the fuck IS this place?

*spark*

How did I get here? I don’t remember entering a cave?

*spark*

Maybe it’s a maze?

*spark*

I don’t remember entering anything! I don’t remember a thing..

*THUD*

— — — —

Ow.

My head hurts.

Like something heavy fell on it.

Wait, what the fuck. Where am I?

Is this a cave?

The walls feel wet and slimy. Ew, moss.

Wait, are those scratch marks on the cave walls that I’m feeling? There are so many of them..


By Mansi Shanbag



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