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As the tunnels sank deeper into the earth, Aislin regretted not bringing a flashlight. When she could barely see her own hand in front of her face, she remembered the lighter in her pocket. Pulling it out with hasty fingers -- [i]This darkness is giving me major creeps[/i] -- she clicked it several times in an attempt for some light. Sparks flew, but no matter her perseverance a flame would not take hold. A moment of dread filled her as she realized she was stuck traveling through perpetual darkness. 

[b]"Ah, fuck."[/b] She cursed bitterly, resigned to carefully inch her way through the dark caves. It didn't help that her paranoia only increased. Something was dreadfully wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it. 

[i]"... Whatcha' yellin' about, sweetheart?"[/i]

A voice cracked the silence, startling her. The sound of a lighter clicked, and a small light illuminated the cave not a stone's throw from her. He was devilishly good-looking, sitting on a boulder with his cigarette. Tall, built, curly dark hair. But his aura spoke a pungent evil as if he were a wolf in sheep's clothing. This stranger's very presence demanded fear, and Aislin froze up. [i]Shit, shit, shit...[/i]

The caves plunged into darkness once more, the cherried end of his cigarette the only light to follow. His footsteps ominously echoed off the cave walls as she watched the light make a full circle around her. She didn't dare expose her back, slowly spinning to face the light as he spoke. Her limbs wouldn't stop trembling, and she clenched her fists at her sides. Nothing, however, could hide her terror. 

She summoned whatever confidence she could. [b]"I have stared down the gaping maw of Death today, you don't scare me."[/b] Her voice cracked, betraying herself. 

They faced each other in the darkness. Even if she couldn't see his eyes, she could [i]feel[/i] his lethal gaze. Her heart thudded in her ears. [i]How did he find me?[/i] She thought, wondering what a scary stranger in the depths of a cave could possibly want. She knew her own goal, finding adventure and possibly a blue lady. So, if he was gonna kill her, at least it would be exciting. She was never the type to die peacefully in a nursing home anyway. 

She struck the flint of her lighter again. Only sparks. [b]"Goddammit."[/b]

Holding the lighter in her palm to warm the piece of crap, Aislin asked the near-tangible darkness a question. [b]"I'm looking for a blue-skinned woman, you wouldn't have happened to have seen her, would you?"[/b] She frowned. [b]"And... You're not from 218. Why are you here?"[/b]