You rush down the stairs into the darkness. Deciding it’s better to face the unknown than to face the nameless, yet is your choice really that different from each other?

 

Who cares! You just wanted to get away, but... you ram yourself into something. A sharp pain slices and spears into your stomach, then another in your shoulder, your cheek, eyes, legs and chest.

 

Nice going, Chuck! Who in their right mind would place a wall of spikes in the darkness, someone might not see and run into them… oh wait, you did, didn't you, Chuck….