Lucas: Recovering Consciousness
I could not recall falling into unconsciousness recently. However, the fact that I awoke on the ground with little recollection of how I got there suggested otherwise. Sitting up, I noticed that I was lying in a large impression on the ground. It was one large strip, extremely wide and producing a very deep indent in the soft earth. I looked as if it was the tracks of some large object that had simply rolled through. Looking around, I came to the conclusion that I was somewhere in the labyrinth to Guild. Judging by the deep tracks on the ground, I assumed that I had been killed by the second trap, the one where Sean had decided to imitate a specific scene from a popular movie series, Indiana Jones.
Pulling myself to my feet, I brushed the dirt off of my clothing and searched the premises for a sign of another human being, but found none. No matter. I knew the way to Guild. I would simply rendezvous with the rest of the group on my own.
Walking towards where the exit alcove should have been, I was slightly startled when I heard a voice from afar call out, "Hey, is anyone alive over here?" The gruff, deep voice sounded like that of Kyle's. Responding to the voice, I shouted back.
"Yes!" I yelled as I cupped my hands over my mouth, my voice echoing through the deep tunnel. "This is Lucas!"
I heard that familiar, shuffling sound of Kyle's footsteps, and, as I had predicted, Kyle appeared in the darkness, walking towards where I was near the antechamber. He carried his halberd with him, as always.
"Did everyone else move on?" he asked me when I was within range for us to talk without shouting.
"It appears so," I nodded, answering his question with the knowledge that I had gained from assumption.
He then began briskly walking down the tunnel in the nook in front of me. I followed behind him, wanting to seem submissive due to the fact that Kyle tended to be rather short-tempered.
"All right, Lucas," Kyle said as he loudly cracked his knuckles. "Let's go find the rest of the group."