Segment 4

The tunnel system ran slick on all sides due to the perspiring earth sweltering underneath afternoon rays. It's sweat streamed from every pore as the journey across the world continued on it's rapid pace.

"You ever curious as to where we're going Walsh?"

"Not in the slightest. Right about now I'm only worried about getting there" he candidly replied.

"And what if I'm leading you astray? Would you care then?" A wry smile teetered off my lips.

"Is that a confession I hear Jerry?"

"Merely a question my friend. It's merely a question".

The deeper we plummet the thinner the light eventually drew completing it's inevitable snuffing about an hour in. Instinctively I ran my palm along the wet gushing wall guiding myself and Walsh deeper and deeper into the blackened abyss.

"What if there isn't an exit Jerry?" My adventurous companion abruptly blurted aloud. "What if this just keeps going and going?"

"Whatever has an entrance must also be entitled to an exit my friend. And a sinkhole such as this has plenty, believe me. Just keep following me and we'll be alright"

I could hear him and his mute minion continue arguing behind me about the rations. Their voices had slowly been dwarfed and eventually drowned out by the incessant sound of dripping water. It was a unlit paradise of quiet renditions and flowing of oceans.

All was well up until I heard the previously unheard friend of Walsh cry up some panic.

"Problem! Problem!" screamed the shortest, stoutest surehanded caddy available to us.

"Jerry! The Walls!"

Everything was dark. There was only noise. That of man and that of nature. The loudest surely would win the battle of attrition but I was just confused as to what my traveling companions had seen or felt. I myself saw nothing.

"The walls aren't holding. We need to go back now!" Walsh shouted.

I stopped in place holding up the conga line just long enough to begin my rant. "I'm not going backwards for anything goddammit! Not for your silly omens, for your stupid silly fucking rations that I explicitly told you would never last, and most importantly" I rest my voice momentarily to build suspense. "I am not going back just because your little dwarf told you to".

The moment those words escaped my mouth I instantly felt what scared them so. With a hand pressed right up against the nearest wall I could feel an oceanic shock wave that could only prove a possible answer to a guess that a large body of water had plunged it's fingers through the earth and drove itself towards our present location in a propulsion similar to that of a bullet in the process of discharging through the barrel.

My words left me cold and shaken.

"Run!"