Cave Terrors

Posted on 31 Jul 2014 @ 1:55pm by M'Ressa

299 words; about a 1 minute read

ON:

MD07 - 2200 hours

M'Ressa sat down in front of the computer screen, the console she shared with her roomie Oren Idris in front of her.

"Computer begin recording."

The computer beeped in acknowledgment.

"Where do I begin? Where should I begin?"

"Caitians. We are not an underground people, we come from a world of sun and sky. Taking shelter was often necessary but beyond exploring a cave to ensure nothing lived inside which could harm us, the underground holds no interest. Yes, during our planet's development, our industrial age, there were those who went underground to find the materials we need to build our planet. But those who delve in the ground, they come away more the worse for wear, mentally and physically."

"So that brings us to me. Squeezed into a environmental suit not designed for me, my tail actually, which disturbs my sense of balance. Then send me underground and you have the makings of a nervous breakdown. And onto that one can add dead bodies. Wonder I didn't lose it then."

"So two days later we go back. I can't beg to be taken off a mine team as they need my expertise so down I go, hoping we don't run into anything like the first visit. We didn't, but the lift broke." M'Ressa shuddered. "I don't know what happened next but the next thing I remember is I'm sitting down in the transporter room, one of the medical staff hovering over me, and I'm crying and shaking like a leaf."

M'Ressa stared at the screen for a second. Her hands were beginning to shake uncontrollably. "Computer end recording" M'Ressa choked out before she collapsed on the ground, curled up in a ball as she shook uncontrollably. Memories of the lift incident flooding her consciousness.

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