Unveiling The Plot (It Was Bigger Than We Expected)

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Red woke up to hear the sound of water slowly dripping. She stretched her four grey legs, hearing them pop and crack as she did so. The ground beneath her fur felt hard and cool, with uncomfortably uneven bumps and ridges. She forced her vibrant red eyes to open, but when she did she saw nothing; her eyes were bleary from sleep.

Red blinked a few times until her vision cleared up. However, after attempting to look around, she saw nothing except darkness. The steady dripping of water continued, much to her annoyance. "Come here, I know you're there!" she shouted into the pressing layer of unblemished black. Nothing answered. Red huffed. She stood up, only to hear something clink to the floor.

She bent down and felt around until she found the small object. She picked it up in her teeth, it tasted metallic. What in the world is this? Red took a cautious step towards the sound of dripping water. When she didn't collide with anything, she took another step. And another. She kept walking until she stepped in a small puddle. The next drop of water to drip down landed on Red's paw.

With yet another stride, Red found that the puddle was larger than she'd expected, all four of her paws were soaked now. She stepped forward again.

The stone floor rumbled.

Red stood completely still, her pulse racing. She couldn't keep standing in the pool of water forever, but she would stay put if it meant she would stay intact. The sound of rumbling continued, but it did not intensify. Red could hear her own panicked breathing over the rumble. ''I am safe. I am safe. I am safe as long as I don't move. I am safe. I am safe... ''

Red was knocked to her back by something that had barreled into her. "Hey!" she snapped, but whoever - or whatever - it was did not respond. The ground beneath Red started to shake even more intensely, and, before she could do anything about it, the stone gave way. She plummeted down, farther down than any creature would have been comfortable with, and plunged into an ice-cold river.

To be continued shortly...

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