Inbound depths of Hell,
Chapter 1

I started rummaging in the backpack, Unfolding plan after plan of deception, anger and idea’s of warfare. Flanking, rushing and formations were only the beginning. As I got further down it got worse so I had to move. I knew what they were doing. I dived as magazines of bullets were thrown in my direction. I hit my head but I was fine, I sat in the corner with the bag trying to find it. They were getting closer, step by step my heart pounded. I felt the walls closing on me. The door was becoming closer my breath getting heaver. Then it stopped. There was a silence. My breath just stopped. I feared for my life. I made a dash for it …..
I threw myself into a hatch next to the door hoping I wouldn’t be found. It was to dark to see yet something broke my fall. The stench was wretched and beaming light from the hatch as I turned to look towards the light I seen a glimpse of chains and blood. I was in two minds to move but I just lay there. A shaded figure entered the hatch. He stood there muttering something that could only be described as an incantation of some sort. Suddenly the lights blared. A red mist covered the floor and the beaming lights turned a dark red.
The shadowed figure walked through the hatch into the dungeon or at least it seemed it was.  I rolled into a broken barrel as I had only a second to react. I sat there silently trying to hear for footsteps. I peered out a few seconds later as there was no sound at all.  He was moving steadily yet no sound was emitted, it was like he was not even walking.
Was I going to be in over my head? Can I survive this?
I didn’t know what was happening but it seems this isn’t a normal person. He swiftly moved away as he seemed to pick up something and just vanished. I didn’t dare to move but with the backpack still on my back I decided to slowly keep looking for it. As I reached deeper and deeper the bag seemed to be packed with evil but yet it was never-ending.
I kept looking and looking but everything seems to have vanished from what I seen earlier… I had a sudden urge to peer out of the barrel as I seen a white glow. As I peered out I saw a group of people in what looked like a light blue robe. The hand’s of the group seemed to gain a pattern I seen on a piece of paper I seen earlier in the backpack. I sudden wave of wind blasted me against the back of the barrel barely keeping the barrel propped up. As I regained consciousness I herd a screaming plea of help and random. The dark misty figure was being grasped by a blue band of energy surrounding his neck against the wall.
His feet must have been at least 3 ft off the floor. The varying array of colour only hurt my head more, it seemed his screams did not only make the guys laugh but it also covered the incantation. Beams out of the mist bolted the group of people and most of them just vanished except one.
It was enough not knowing what was happening. So being in the middle of what seems to be a war upon these dark figures. I started with looking for the plan and now I am seeing the unreal. Why was I born into this? Was it my destiny to be put here? This is hell, but can I stop it!