The fall was abrupt. Eun-woo felt his breath catch in his throat as his body hit the ground. The impact left him stunned for a few seconds. All around him was silence.
He blinked several times, but couldn't see anything. It was completely dark. He couldn't make out the ceiling, the floor, or his own hands. Just absolute blackness that left no shape or form visible.
He crept cautiously until his fingers brushed Rhys's arm.
"Rhys…" he whispered, trying to locate his face. He touched it gently. He was unconscious, but still breathing.
Eun-woo stood still for a few seconds, trying to understand where they were. He knew they were no longer in the cave. The air was different. It was damp, cold, and didn't smell of earth or minerals. It smelled more stagnant. As if the place had been closed up for a long time.