All I felt was a rushing of energy and emotions, I sighed and began to wonder where my journey ended up leading me to fight a fire slinging goat. Taking a hit I felt the wind knocked out of me and my memories came rushing back.
It was a nice afternoon, the birds were singing the flowers were blooming. However that didn't include me, I was busy scaling a mountain in an attempt to keep from being beat again. Voices of people clamoring around below me kept adrenaline coursing through my veins. I kept pushing myself to go up even though my lungs were on fire and the rest of my body burned from different cuts and scrapes as well as my muscles or lack there of needing a break. The ringleader of the group called after me to "Stand and fight cause you'll run out of space eventually!"
I kept climbing nearly slipping and falling on my way, once up to the top of the mountain. I began trying to run, but some of the smarter people went around back and caught up with me. They grabbed me and threw me to the ground, which I hit with a groan. The rest had nearly finished the climb when the ground suddenly opened up beneath me, almost as if the mountain had split open a giant carnivorous mouth swallowing dirt, rock and unfortunately me. Then everything went dark just before I hit the ground.
"Hey" a small nasally voice called out to me, "are you alright?" I muttered something like "Feeling great… yourself?" to which the voice responded "Here let me help you up." Feeling something slightly cold and damp help lift to my feet was odd, I winced at each touch as I instantly assosated the touch with pain. The voice then said "Hey, don't worry I won't hurt you." It was clear that whoever this was had been and probably still was struggling with my weight.
I found that fact rather odd, I only weighed about eighty or so pounds. Groaning the voice helped me to my feet, although I couldn't see the individual I had heard the voice from behind me say "Hey follow me!" Although once I turned around I couldn't see anything but a doorway, taking a breath I stepped forward and through the door into the place I'd know as the ruined castle at a later date.
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