Anthony opened his eyes slowly, taking a look at his surroundings. There wasn't much to look at. There was dirt, and dirt, and dirt all around him. It was on top of him too. Did he just get buried? Anthony pressed against the solid dirt, but he couldn't make it budge. The hunter tried to breathe, but he realized there was no air down here. "Apophis, dig out," Anthony muttered. Anthony's sword glowed and Apophis the snake came out and immediately obeyed. When it reached the top, Anthony regained his breath as oxygen came through. "Good boy, now this is going to take a while," Anthony muttered.

It was a lot shorter than Anthony thought to get out of the grave. As soon as Apophis dug enough out to let Anthony's arms free, the hunter was able to clear the dirt. When he got out, Anthony peered down at what seemed to be a silver liquid that was over his grave. He had no idea what it was, but right now he couldn't focus on that. Mason and Ani were gone, but Anthony had no way to tell if his fellow hunter got away. There were several tracks but as he followed them they were lost in the forest. Anthony turned in circles, trying to remember the way back to the town. [i]I'm so lost...[/i] Anthony thought grimly as he chose a direction and started his way in the forest. He hoped he would find someone that was friendly, but he didn't like his chances.