Fulfillment
(Submitted by Nonakani)
Ness wiped the sweat off of his forehead, leaving a thin trail of dirt behind.
He and Paula had been trapped in this cave for hours at the very least, and Ness’s eyes had long since gotten used to the near absence of light. He had also adjusted to the scrapes on his elbows and knees, to the sore weight of his pulse in his fingertips and the throbbing of a fledgling headache.
There was only one apparent exit - a single door, metallic and gleaming - and Ness had beaten at it consistently with his baseball bat since he’d first awoken and felt its startling iciness while blindly groping around their prison. After wiping his hand on his shirt, Ness struck the door once more, and the clang of wood on unbending steel echoed off the walls.
Never mind I found it on my dash so I could reblog it. Look! I wrote something!