“Whoa! Where the hell am I?” Dan nervously scanned the cave. Yellow green luminescent lichen grew on the ceiling bathing the cave in an eerie greenish light. The torch added an orange hue and a smoky haze. A bright red flat toadstool was off to the right with a large pitcher plant and a wooden bowl. Next to the toadstool was a smaller round orange one and sitting upon it was a creature.
“Hello Yewman.” The brownish and bark like creature said. The luminous yellow eyes blinked. “From where do thee hail?”
“Uh?” Dan was dumbfounded. “What are you and where am I?”
“Nay first things first, from where do you hail?” The wide eyes blinked again.
“Uh ever hear of Klamath Falls?”
“Tis near a great lake, yes?” The eyes blinked again. “What are you called?”
“Dan. Man, what the heck is going on?” Dan was clearly agitated.
“Ah Dan from Klamath Falls it is so nice of you to drop in.” It winked, stood, and motioned Dan to sit. “Come have a drink of Ash nectar.”
Dan sat and tentatively sipped from the bowl.
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Inside the Cave
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