text: You stand up from the ash, and quickly head up to the cave, running as fast as you can. You run as fast as your legs can carry you, eventually reaching the incline leading up to it. Which you quickly clamber up. You climb up the rocks and reach the mouth of the cave, turning only briefly to stare at the forest around you. You feel a certain cold chill run through you as you stare at into the darkness inside, wondering if you should enter.
  > You venture into the cave
  You walk further into the cave, as the shadows and darkness consume you. You step forward nervously. After a minute of stumbling forward, you reach the end of the cave, pausing. In the middle of the cave, dozens of scratches cover the inside of the wall, alongside dried in blood. You pause, staring at it. In the middle, a deer skull sits in place You stare at it, feeling unnerved. You half expect to start hearing horrible screaming or demons to clamber out from the walls, but nothing happens. Still, the area fills you with dread, and you wonder if you should leave.
  > You stay
  You stay in the cave, holding your crucifix tightly. You feel chills run through your body and feel an awful presence watching over you, but you just hold the cross tighter and wait. Nothing happens, though. You wait patiently, but it seems Rose just doesn't seem to arrive. It's after at least two hours where you realize she's never going to find you in here, and you stand, walking out of the cave and reaching the mouth. You head down the mountain, skidding down the mud and rocks, you scoot down to the bottom. You begin walking, but it's only a few minutes before Rose races up to you.
  
  
  "Damn! You had a good hiding spot. I couldn't find you at all. Where were you?" she asks.
  > You tell her the truth
  "I was in your father's cave," you say.
  
  
  Rose stops, turning pale. She looks you dead in the eye, her unnaturally blue eyes staring into your eyes and chilling you to the bone. She looks up and down you, a mixture of nervousness, terror and anger on her eyes that manifest into a confusing look, as she begins nervously fiddling with her ring.
  
  
  “I told you not to go there! I told you!" she says angrily.
  
  
  "I'm sorry," you say.
  
  
  Rose puts her index and middle finger against your temple, looking worried, as her wooden ring rubes against your temple.
  
  
  "It's OK," she says. "I forgive you. Just, promise me you won't go near there again."
  
  
  "I promise."
  
  
  "Thanks. Do you feel OK?" she asks.
  
  
  "Yeah, I feel fine."
  
  
  "Are you sure? No flu or coldness or anything?"
  
  
  "No, I feel fine now," you say.
  
  
  "OK," Rose nods, before wrapping her arms around you and hugging you. "I'm glad you're safe. Come on, let’s get you home.”
  
  
  You nod, and begin walking alongside Rose home.