Ever wonder what it's like to fall into an endless pit? Imagine leaving your intestines at the top. Your eyeballs being sucked out. Seriously, I saw my life flash before my eyes. The time when Connor and I robbed part of the White House when we were going to camp. Well, the White House's junkyard. Really, I'm not a criminal. The time I replaced a girl from the Aphrodite cabin's hairbrush with a squirrel was priceless. Such good memories.

Techically I was moving forwards, but it felt like a free fall. I notice Mabel screaming, but Candy is either past us or doesn't mind dying in a ditch. I flail my arms until I accidentally yank Mabel's hair. She slaps me. It's quite accurate considering the fact that it's pitch black. I grab onto her right hand and we keep falling.

After at least ten minutes, we're still falling. Huh, I wonder if my vomit will somehow stick to the walls or something. The phase of panic has disappeared, but I can tell Mabel is getting sick too.

"Travis, how long is this going to take?" Mabel asks just as we stop abruptly. There is no ground under me, just air. Now what?

We slowly lower until I place my foot on solid ground. Actually, it's not really solid, more like a marshmallow. There is light here, but no sun or anything that radiates light. But I can see. I run up to Mabel and hug her. I'm still holding her tightly until I hear, "Uh, this is awkward." I look up and see Dipper, Luke, Candy, and Annabeth staring at us.

"What? Oh... I don't like like her or anything, but if you haven't noticed, I just endured a ten minute free fall, so it's a relief I'm alive," I reply. Mabel blushes and says, "Travis was screaming more than I was." Annabeth smirks.

"So, is this the Underworld?" Dipper holds his stomach, trying not to hurl. I look around. Remember how I said it felt like landing on a marshmallow? Well, we were on something squishy and pink. Mabel sniffs the air and pulls Waddles out of her puny bag. They both lay down on the floor. Annabeth warns, "Mabel, you sure you should eat that?" Mabel takes a huge chunk out of the ground.

"Marshmallows!" Mabel screams as she runs around with Waddles, occasionally tripping and chewing the floor. I look at everyone else. Candy, Dipper, and Luke get in their knees and lick the floor. Their eyes widen and they swallow huge amount of the pink marshmallow. I think, "What the heck?" and lick it.

This was the best thing I've ever eaten. Imagine your favorite food. Then multiply its deliciousness and size by a thousand. I wish I could live here. Forever. Annabeth shouts, "You guys! Anyone listening? This might and probably will be a trap!" I ignore her and stuff myself with pink goodness. Annabeth begins to chase Waddles and Mabel around, but Mabel's pretty hyper. I continue munching and turn to Luke and Dipper. Their faces are pink and sticky like mine. Mabel suddenly stops running and falls to the ground. Dipper, Luke, and I all stand up and run over to help her, but all I remember is saying, "Smile Dip..." and falling to the mushy floor.