The darkness in the hole when Morneas descended is in a way alive. He felt like the dark was pressing all around him the more he descended.
Eventually, he did reach the bottom as his boots stepped onto something wet and viscous. He shines a beam of light to see it was mud, then tries to shine around him
However the flashlight he was holding on, was dimming constantly, as if it struggled to push back the pressing abyss. He gave it a couple light slap, but no matter how much he did it, it only shine a measley couple of feet infront of him.
'Guess no light for me' He thought as he turned off the flashlight and put it away on his belt, seeing it as nothing but a hinderince.
He tried to call mission control, but when he puts his hand on his ear piece radio, he only heard static. Wherever he was, he was currently deep enough that radio contact was impossible.
On cue, his wrist watch made a ding sound with a timber being displayed on the digital screen.
3 hours till detonation.
This was a precautionary measure that the government would activate in the event that a Gestalt somehow managed to escape, giving them a choice. Beyond that, It was also a method used by the government that if the gestalt was in a location where connection was cut off, this urging them to make contact.
Seeing the count down had began, Morneas thought about returning back up and report his findings a wait further instructions.
'Then again, even I did go back up, they'll likely send me back here again. Since I'm already here, might as well see this through' He thought as he moved to through the cave in complete darkness while following the sound of the music box that.
Morneas wasn't sure how large the cave was, since so far, he didn't hit against any wall. His steps was careful, his gun was point infront of him at all times, while eyes shifted around.
The air was cold, colder than outside and each step he took was somehow louder even though he was careful. He kept following the sound of the music box, keeping his guard up.
Then at a distance, he saw a flickering light.
Moving closer, the light was that of a burning candle light, place on a wooden table. Not only that but besides the wooden table was the music box playing.
Music box was an ornate silver box, with a ballerina figurine spinning against it mechanisms. The sight of it was eerie
'So, your the culprit huh?' Morneas reach his hand out, placing a finger on the lid of the music box and close it shut.
The silence was deafening and for moment everything was quiet. Then candle light suddenly went out as if someone blew on it, plunging everything in darkness.
Then he heard it, the sound of fast scurrying behind him and it was getting closer. Turning on his heels, Morneas points his hand gun on the darkness, his finger on the trigger.
He adjusted his aim against the fast petter patter that was closing in fast and waited for thing to get close.
Then he pulled the trigger and a defeating sound echoed throughout the cave, briefly illuminating the surrounding area
Bang!
In that brief moment of flash, Morneas was able to get a clear look on the creature that likely intend to harm it. It had a humanoid form that look to be emaciated with it's skin color a pale white and a lack hair in it body.
It's head was the most recognizable, since he'd seen half of its face when he'd seen it when he was still outside, and now it had a bullet hole in it's head.
When the flash of the muzzle was gone and everything was plunge back in darkness. Morneas still haven't felt the presence of a class five threat horror which puts him at edge.
He check the time on his wrist watch and saw he had 2 hours and 45 minutes. 'Okay, I still got time to find this thing' He casually thought and just before ehe could continue moving through the darkness, his attention turned back towards the dead horror that was now laid flat on the ground.
His pupils starts to glow a sinister red as he reach his hand out and grabbed onto the right limb on the creature. Placing his boot onto the thing's chest, Morneas gripped tightly and pulled the limb.
The sound of ripping flesh, filled the large cavern as Morneas pulled the limb off the main body, and black blood drips from it's new wounds.
Lifting the arm to his mouth, Morneas bit down onto the flesh of a horror creature hard, and rip a chunk out. The taste was awful, yet after years of consuming horrors, Morneas had already been well accustomed when eating beyond normal diet.
He ate the arm for about a minute or so, leaving only the bones, though bones lasted a little bit more before Morneas ate the bones too.
Now half of his lower face was smeared with black blood due to his habit as measure eater. His eyes them drifted down towards the rest of the corpse.
For a moment, he only stared at it, then he got on his knees and begins to tear chunks of flesh off the creature's body, as Morneas shoved flesh after flesh into his mouth, eating the tainted flesh as if it was a five star meal.
In that moment, he looks less of a human and looked more closer towards a horror he was hunting.
He ate for roughly 30 minutes long, and by the time he was finished eating the corpse, his time was now only 2 hour and 10 minutes left on his wrist.
'Guess I got carried away' He thought as he wiped the smear off his lower half face with a a handkerchief.
Putting the handkerchief aside, Morneas continues moving in darkness.
As he continues moving in darkness, walking for sometime, the muzzle of his hand gun eventually hit the something solid. He reached his hand out, and tracing his hand around to feel what he hit'Judging from it's texture, its a wooden door' He thought as his hand landed on the door knob.
Twisting it, he opened the door and was met by a brightly lit hallway of a hospital, with the light sometimes flickers and a buzz that seems constantly.
Not only that, but he felt the presence of a class five threat horror in the hallway. 'It's here's' He thought as he stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind him