Chapter 71: The Beginning

With all the staggering strength left on Sol's body, he continued looking for the basement. It was only shown once. On a Culling long ago. But this was all that he needed to memorize its location.

Imprinted on his head is this location. He continued following the landmarks. The strange formation of trees. The river that he would hear from a distance. The unusually dense amount of grass that continued getting taller and taller. Consuming Sol within it and bringing him back to complete darkness.

Sol could feel his time running thin. No matter how many times he breathed, his lungs seemed to refuse functioning altogether. As if it got crumpled and tightened. Like air itself was being forced away from his lungs.

"Man, this is really tiring. I just want to sleep." Sol was running out of steam but, he only needed to endure for a few more minutes.

The flames have already caught up with him. Burning the grass at the far end of where he was. Making Sol a bit more alert.