Emma jumped over the fence, expecting to land on soft, wet grass.
The sudden drop took her breath away. She fell hard, and fast, spinning in the darkness. She couldn’t tell which way was up, or down. It all took a couple of seconds, but it felt like an eternity. The air rushed past her, and she flailed helplessly, desperate to try and grab of hold to something.
Then something grabbed her ankle.
It was sharp, and tight, yanking her upward, slowing her descent. Her body jerked. The fall that could have killed her ended up only frightening her beyond her wits end.
Heart hammering in her chest, she felt the ground underneath her, not pavement, or grass, but packed earth, uneven beneath her hands. The smell hit her almost at once. Something rotten, with a metallic edge to it. Her fingers brushed around something sticky, and she recoiled in terror…
What happened? Where was she?
She couldn’t breath, gasping tightly for air but it seems like none reached her lungs. Fidgeting, she pulled her phone and turned on the flashlight. It was a soft light, not nearly enough to illuminate the entire underground cavern. She was instantly sorry that she did. Rotting carcasses. Blood all over the floor. And a demon standing just next to her, moth like wings folded behind her.
She froze, and then there was a glimmer of recognition in her eyes
"Pers!" Her voice caught in her throat, and the tears came fast, almost before she could process it. "I’m sorry. I’m so sorry" she fell into her arms, sobbing like a little girl
