[hider=Journey through the Cave]
Hearing. For some reason even though Bristle was right next to her she could hear nothing of his wagon, or even his breathing. Instead giggling voices at the edge of her hearing, barely even there. "Such a pretty bow." one called out longingly. "Such shiny swords" called another. "And a beautiful locket..." another trailed off. Then they turned cruel. "But she doesn't deserve them." "She stole them from her family." "We should take them." The voices cackled, still tickling just the edge of her hearing.

Smell/Taste. The sweet scent of chocolate wafted through the air. At least for a bit. Then came the horrible scent of burned sweets, overwhelming in its strength. Strong enough to make someone cough, it wrapped around her for several seconds before leaving. Perhaps a warning for what came after this cave.

Touch. Though the voices vanished it seemed the originators hadn't and sudden a fierce tugging came at her. Her locket was snatched and pulled to the edge of its chain, her swords roughly pulled against her sheaths and her bow pulled away, taunt against her body. This went on for minutes before it suddenly stopped, leaving as though it had never happened.

Sight. The pitchblack of the cave began to lighten up and the walls around her slowly became more visible. As did something in the middle of the cave. People. A group of three in fact. As Crystal got closer she would realize that she recognized them. It was her family. They turned to her with eagerness, they appeared harried and exhausted, like they had been on the run from something for days. They ran towards her and a dark wave rushed from behind them. For a few seconds it looked as though they could outrun it and make it to the wagon. But suddenly the darkness gained ground and the three of them vanished, mouths open in a silent scream. Moments later everything was normal again, the only change from the rest of her trek through the cave was that there was now a faint light that signaled the end of the tunnel.[/hider]