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Chapter 5

They wandered through the cave tunnel for some time before the rock walls and floor became lined with long streams of paper towels. He harthen continued onward, looking around them bewildered. Streams of toilet paper became added to the confusion.

“I guess the fraternity's been here already,” Neshae observed.

“I don't know,” Willie said. “Why would they start with the paper towels? Toilet paper is what they typically use for TP-ing yards.”

“And why here?” Nathyn wondered. “I'm a stupid college kid and want to cause some mischief. Time to TP a cave no one's going to see!”

“Maybe they were drunk,” Nillie suggested. “People do stupid things when they're drunk.” Willie and Neshae made no comment.

Nathyn walked up to the wall and poked at it. The paper products seemed to be fastened to the walls with some kind of oil. A lot of effort went into this display for it to be just a prank.

“Is that a barrel?” Neshae pointed to a shape further down the tunnel.

As they got closer they confirmed that it was indeed a barrel. A light dusting of gun powder was spread on the floor around it and on the paper and oil mixture on the walls.

Neshae opened the cap and sniffed the contents. “Gasoline. Actually kind of weird for kids to leave with their TP bull shit.”

“This is getting worrying,” Nillie said. “It seems like this whole tunnel is designed to go up in flames.”

“Does seem a tad incendiary,” Neshae agreed.

“Well lets get out of here fast before someone sets it off,” Willie suggested.

“Don't have to tell me twice.” Nillie took a step forward, accidentally activating a pressure plate hidden under a carpet of toilet paper. “Fuck.”

“What was that?” Nathyn asked.

“I'm not sticking around to find out!”

They took off running down the tunnel. They ran past more and more barrels and paper products so that they were running through low hanging ribbons of toilet paper and jumping over kegs of flammable materials. Behind them they could hear an explosion as the fire they had triggered reached the first barrel.

They picked up speed, but could still feel the heat of the raging inferno behind them quickly catching up. More explosions sounded and the earth shook as more barrels were succumbing to the fire. An orange glow began to take over the tunnel, the fire's light reflecting off the oily rocks.

“I think I see an opening ahead!” Willie exclaimed over the chaos erupting no so far behind.

They jumped out of the tunnel just as the last of the barrels were exploding and the fire raced forward to claim them. They had barely escaped the tunnel but now they were falling through the air. The tunnel had ended at a cliff.

Neshae's wings came out and he reached for the closest of his friends. He grasped Willie by the arm and Nillie and Nathyn each latched onto one of his legs. It was more weight than the vampire was used to carrying during flight, but he managed to glide through the semi darkness over what appeared to be a massive underground river.

There just so happened to be a large raft sitting on the surface. They didn't know where it had come from, but Neshae landed on it anyway, desperate to relieve his aching wings. They all collapsed on the wooden boards and caught their breath.

The fire still raged on the cliff behind them, its light partially illuminating their surroundings. Rocks and loosened debris fell from the cave ceiling near the cliff, splashing into the river and releasing a strong fruity scent. It seemed that the river was not water, but juice instead.

“Why...” Nathyn started.

“Don't question it,” Nillie told him. “At this point I've stopped caring. It's still not the weirdest thing I've seen today.”

“We shouldn't drink it though,” Willie suggested. “As many things on this island that have tried to kill us, we shouldn't trust it.”

“Wasn't really planning to,” Nillie replied.

“I don't think it's been refrigerated,” Neshae added. “And yet, it hasn't fermented.”

“I said don't think about it,” Nillie barked. “I just wanna take a moment to relax and not think about this acid trip nightmare we're walking through.”

Everyone could agree with that. They sat in silence as the current took them farther away from the dying fire behind them and into the darkness ahead. Nathyn fished out his light marble and held it ready for when they needed it.

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Chapter 5

They wandered through the cave tunnel for some time before the rock walls and floor became lined with long streams of paper towels. He harthen continued onward, looking around them bewildered. Streams of toilet paper became added to the confusion.

“I guess the fraternity's been here already,” Neshae observed.

“I don't know,” Willie said. “Why would they start with the paper towels? Toilet paper is what they typically use for TP-ing yards.”

“And why here?” Nathyn wondered. “I'm a stupid college kid and want to cause some mischief. Time to TP a cave no one's going to see!”

“Maybe they were drunk,” Nillie suggested. “People do stupid things when they're drunk.” Willie and Neshae made no comment.

Nathyn walked up to the wall and poked at it. The paper products seemed to be fastened to the walls with some kind of oil. A lot of effort went into this display for it to be just a prank.

“Is that a barrel?” Neshae pointed to a shape further down the tunnel.

As they got closer they confirmed that it was indeed a barrel. A light dusting of gun powder was spread on the floor around it and on the paper and oil mixture on the walls.

Neshae opened the cap and sniffed the contents. “Gasoline. Actually kind of weird for kids to leave with their TP bull shit.”

“This is getting worrying,” Nillie said. “It seems like this whole tunnel is designed to go up in flames.”

“Does seem a tad incendiary,” Neshae agreed.

“Well lets get out of here fast before someone sets it off,” Willie suggested.

“Don't have to tell me twice.” Nillie took a step forward, accidentally activating a pressure plate hidden under a carpet of toilet paper. “Fuck.”

“What was that?” Nathyn asked.

“I'm not sticking around to find out!”

They took off running down the tunnel. They ran past more and more barrels and paper products so that they were running through low hanging ribbons of toilet paper and jumping over kegs of flammable materials. Behind them they could hear an explosion as the fire they had triggered reached the first barrel.

They picked up speed, but could still feel the heat of the raging inferno behind them quickly catching up. More explosions sounded and the earth shook as more barrels were succumbing to the fire. An orange glow began to take over the tunnel, the fire's light reflecting off the oily rocks.

“I think I see an opening ahead!” Willie exclaimed over the chaos erupting no so far behind.

They jumped out of the tunnel just as the last of the barrels were exploding and the fire raced forward to claim them. They had barely escaped the tunnel but now they were falling through the air. The tunnel had ended at a cliff.

Neshae's wings came out and he reached for the closest of his friends. He grasped Willie by the arm and Nillie and Nathyn each latched onto one of his legs. It was more weight than the vampire was used to carrying during flight, but he managed to glide through the semi darkness over what appeared to be a massive underground river.

There just so happened to be a large raft sitting on the surface. They didn't know where it had come from, but Neshae landed on it anyway, desperate to relieve his aching wings. They all collapsed on the wooden boards and caught their breath.

The fire still raged on the cliff behind them, its light partially illuminating their surroundings. Rocks and loosened debris fell from the cave ceiling near the cliff, splashing into the river and releasing a strong fruity scent. It seemed that the river was not water, but juice instead.

“Why...” Nathyn started.

“Don't question it,” Nillie told him. “At this point I've stopped caring. It's still not the weirdest thing I've seen today.”

“We shouldn't drink it though,” Willie suggested. “As many things on this island that have tried to kill us, we shouldn't trust it.”

“Wasn't really planning to,” Nillie replied.

“I don't think it's been refrigerated,” Neshae added. “And yet, it hasn't fermented.”

“I said don't think about it,” Nillie barked. “I just wanna take a moment to relax and not think about this acid trip nightmare we're walking through.”

Everyone could agree with that. They sat in silence as the current took them farther away from the dying fire behind them and into the darkness ahead. Nathyn fished out his light marble and held it ready for when they needed it.