text: [Themes: modern, socially important, horror]
  
  You enter the dark cave, and after a few minutes of feeling around curse yourself for not thinking to grab a torch from the wall. Eventually though, a light emanates from up ahead. Surely she is hanging out over here.
  
  The torchlight almost blinds you as you step out. The cave expands out to a huge cave system, filled with thousands of glowing plants and mushrooms of various sorts. About halfway across is what appears to be a river running out to the ocean. A small dock sits empty, as a lonely lamp on a post shines bright.
  
  A small campfire burns, with several log benches surrounding it. Two figures sit around it, small green glowing things in their hands. You nonchalantly walk up to the campfire, the dog goes and crawls into some makeshift dog house not too far away.
  
  Sitting on each side of the fire are Malk and Steve. The first wearing a pink tutu, and a regular fur shirt above that, he sees you eyeing the tutu.
  
  "What?" Malk says, "it's a joke."
  
  "Whatever you say," you say, "have either of you seen Axiom?"
  
  "Just missed her, I'm afraid," Steve says, "hey, do you want to sit with us for a while?"
  
  You start to shrug your shoulders.
  
  "You should warm up," Steve says, "you look soaked."
  
  You decide to sit and humor them for a while, besides, the fire is quite warm. Steve points to the small dock.
  
  "Axiom took that boat not two hours ago," Steve says, "no idea why she would in a storm like this."
  
  You look to the empty dock once again, before looking down to the dark abyss that is the cave system.
  
  "These caves extend much further out than any of us would have imagined," Steve says, "what lies in the depths is any ones guess."
  
  "As long as she didn't go too far into them," you say, "although she would probably know them better than anyone else."
  
  "No, she went to the ocean," Steve says, "although she does traverse the caves often enough."
  
  "Eh, she'll be fine," Malk says, "hey Ford, want to try one of these?"
  
  Malk extends his hand, revealing a glowing green mushroom, and a dark red plant in his palm.
  
  "These will have you up in the clouds for days, man," Malk says, "shit's good."
  
  "What exactly is it?" you ask.
  
  "Some kind of mushrooms," he says.
  
  > eat the Mushrooms
  "Fuck it," you shrug and take the glowing green mushroom.
  
  As you lift it into your mouth, crunching down, the acidic taste filling your mouth. You can almost see the glowing green shining from your mouth. Steve and Malk do likewise, each ingesting two or three of them at a time.
  
  Your head swims and you feel woozy, but you feel....gooooood.
  
  Steve hands you another one, a gentle smile on his face. You happily accept, feeling a rush of...something flood up to your brain. Steve stands up, and happily begins some kind of Irish jig. You and Malk hop up and join arms with him.
  
  As you do so Malk belts out some kind of song that does not fit...but it sounds great so who cares!
  
  Steve takes Malk hand and spins him around before grabbing him by the waist and throwing him in the air. You watch, mouth agape as the beautiful Canadian man before you spins and twirls in the air, revealing more than a sober you would have ever wanted to see below the tutu.
  
  Malk soars towards you, and you reach your arms out to catch him. The crushing weight of this man bears down on you as you fail and he awkwardly lands on you and you come crashing to the ground.
  
  He instantly rolls off of you and continues his awkward dancing. You turn your head, and see the little makeshift dog house. The dog thing has been unusually quiet, perhaps you should see what it's up to?
  
  > visit Corgi
  You go and shamble your way over to the little dog house. Corgi steps out and sits in the little door way. He looks out into the darkness of the caves beyond.
  
  Soon....we will kill them all....soooon....
  
  You gasp and stumble back in horror, the telepathetic corgi's left eye shifts over and stares at you. A bright eye sparks from out of the void that is his pupil.
  
  Gonna do a fancy magic on you! The voice rings out once again, accompanied by some crazed laughter.
  
  You've learned High as Kite!
  
  You drool a bit as you try to contemplate what that means, but before you can ask the dog slowly recedes back into the dog house, the last you see of him is his perpetually hanging tongue.
  
  You turn, to see Steve shifting and morphing, his face becoming scaly and large fangs protruding from his mouth. Some slimy worm thingy bores into his skull, and he screams in pain as it finishes burrowing in. Steve writhes and convulses as before laying still.
  
  Malk screams and morphs as his body elongates, and white fur starts to grow all over him, his ears flopping down and his eyes becoming much wider like a down syndrome puppy.
  
  This new being laughs contentedly, smiling and extends a large paw over to you.
  
  "Come with me child," he says, "we shall go on a magical adventure."
  
  "Uhh, what about Steve?"
  
  "I think he is dead or something," Malk says, "we'll find out if he has started to rot when we get back."
  
  "Malk I don't know-"
  
  "Please...call me Malkor," he says, "the Malk you know has ascended to a higher plane of existence."
  
  "Okay."
  
  You grab his paw and he lifts you onto his back. Malkor takes off with a mighty swoosh, flying out of the large cave opening.
  
  Clutching onto the fur of your new found friend, you watch as the Villain Castle slowly disappears along with the storm. Ahead of you lies clear and sunny skies, warm winds, and great adventures ahead.
  
  As Malkor flies off into the sunny mountains, all the little bunny village people smile and wave, and you wave back.
  
  Malkor turns his long neck and smiles as he looks at you.
  
  "I love you, my new friend," Malkor says.
  
  > say "I don't think you're real"
  "What? What?" Malkor says as his face is stricken with horror, and sadness.
  
  "I...I-" Malkor stops and blood drips from his mouth.
  
  His face rapidly starts to deteriorate and the fur falls off in patches, gargling he tries to speak but flesh and eyes rot away before your very eyes. The pure white skull, its empty eyes glare at you accusingly. You cry out in horror...but soon fall to your doom, the skies darken and the dark waters overtake the land as you fall, and keep falling and falling...