Farther and Farther Down The Ramp
Rubbing your sore face and arms, you continue,
reluctantly, down the ramp. Your eyes weakened
in the dim light, it's difficult to make anything
out except which way is down. So you keep on
going down, regardless of the boredom you
are going through.. knowing that something
good simply must lie ahead.. after all this way
you traveled.. not to mention fell.. You rub
your face again remembering the fall.. it really
did hurt.. stupid ramp.. stupid mansion.. stupid
curiosity.. You continue to barrate yourself as
you finally realize that you're getting closer to
the bottom. Your ears pop slightly letting you
know that you're even deeper underground than
you thought.. Stopping suddenly on the steps, you
listen to the air around you and come to find that
you hear absolutely nothing.. the deathly silence
frightens you somewhat, but nevertheless, you
keep moving. The basement has to be close..
it just has to be.. and yes.. you soon see the
end of this deadly downward spiral.. in the
form of a dimly lit doorway...