Reeva's breath hitched as he clung to the slick, jagged rocks of the chasm. He had made the mistake of glancing into the abyss below only once, and the darkness had stared back, sending a wave of cold terror through him. His solution was simple: he wouldn't look down again. Not ever.
But the climb was far from simple.
Crack.
A loose rock gave way beneath his foot, and for a moment, he lost his balance. His heart raced as he scrambled to regain his footing, the rope tied around his waist offering only the smallest comfort. He had experience climbing, and though this was no ordinary climb, he quickly righted himself and continued downward.
The deeper Reeva descended, the darker it became. At first, his night vision compensated for the lack of light, but as the blackness thickened, his sight failed him. Soon, the abyss swallowed everything, even the reassuring glint of the rope from above. He couldn't see his hands anymore, and the world became a void of absolute black.
