Chapter 29th Etchings

Moving in further inside the cave. Trying to see what's ahead for now. He needed to go slowly feeling some what miserable. Not knowing what to expect.

He hopes. He doesn't run into any type of aliens while inside the cave. But than again. He has many years ago. For when he was first taken with agent Fox Mulder and many others. From all over the United States.

How he wishes. He could speak with some one right now. With the silence inside. One thing he doesn't need to do. Would be in denial for when it comes to this situation.

Slowly checking around inside with the caves glowing. All of a sudden. He starts to stare at the different etchings on the walls.

It kinda of reminded him of many years ago. Exactly when? He wasn't able to remember at this point. And in his opinion hopefully it's not some strange testing on the part of his mind.

He continued to follow the drawings. Until he's not able to follow any further. But for now. He's getting some what unbalanced and exhausted. Maybe the air is starting to thin or rather it might be just his imagination.

And he wasn't about to head back out. After going this far. Deep inside of the cave. Where it will lead? He doesn't know as he tries to clarifies his situation. It was getting to be too of a challenge on his part. Trying to figure out this mystery in the first place.

Leave it to the experts. Like with agent Fox Mulder, Dana Scully and A.D. Skinner or anyone else working for the F.B.I.

He 'd to lay down some place. It was certainly getting harder to concentrate. Nor compensate with his bearings.

He felt like. He was going to pass out. And he did at this time.

Not knowing just how long he was passed out. Finally himself still inside the cave. Taking a moment to gather himself together. Trying to move up from his position. Taking his time in doing so for just a moment.