Nikolas didn’t much like the answer he was given, if it could really be called that. Go through the tunnel, knowing next to nothing about what to expect. Accepting that this was all he would get, the Northerner returned to his wagon, and prepared to follow the others in.<br/><br/>He wasn’t sure what to expect. Maybe some sort of quick reaction thing, or having to choose the right path...being plunged into sudden darkness and silent had not been one of those expectations. At first Nikolas thought nothing of it, most tunnels were dark and eerily silent...maybe not this silent, but still relatively quiet aside from the drip of water, or the sound of some animal that had made their home there. This was different. Any sound of the wagon that Nikolas had paid little attention to after growing use to it was gone, leaving an emptiness in its place. That’s what it was, empty. True, back home it got dark too as soon as the sun set but this dark was so much worse. There were no stars, no moon, no fire pits, or torches. It was very disorienting and a little disturbing. Hearing and sight were two of the main senses Nikolas relied upon, having them taken away was never something he had ever wanted to consider. He wondered what the purpose of this way. How often would they be going deaf and blind to need to have experienced it before hand?