This is a story of two young boys named, Erik and Zacc, that were normal boys that did normal things; they went to school, played with friends, never did any wrong. But in this story, the wrong things are what happens to the good people.
They two boys had just gotten out for summer vacation and were having a blast. Staying up late, watching scary movies, exploring all over town. They thought that knew every inch of their small town until one day then found they were wrong.
One day the boys were playing in the woods. Sword fighting with sticks, playing hide and seek, and just having the time of their lives. Then they found The Cave.
Of coarse, being two natural explorers they decided to enter. Little did they know it would be all downhill from there. Like, literally. It was dark in the cave and as soon as the boys entered they found a steep downfall. Zacc ,being more nimble than Erik, managed to pull himself from the edge grabbing onto the rough siding of the cave's wall. Erik fell and both of the boys knew he would not be able to get back up by himself because when he hit the ground, an echoing "CRACK" filled the cave.
Zacc shouted down to Erik to make sure that he was alright and the only response he got back was a wailing scream from Erik. Zacc almost couldn't find the words to talk back being so scared for his friend "I-I'LL GO GET HELP DON'T MOVE" leaving Erik in the dark of the cave, Zacc ran back to town to find anyone able to help...
