[IC] Exploration of Yrannia [Pathfinder 1E] [E6]

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"Mmgh, mmgh? AH! AHH! AHH!"

Jamol was awake, but couldn't tell if his eyes were open or not. This was more than darkness — even more than the primordial night that lay beyond the lamps of Dun Danachad. It was a physical force that pressed in all around, as if the blackness had become alive and was trying to smother him.

I'm dead and buried… was his first thought. They've buried me and I'll never see the stars again. But that wasn't it. He could hear a faint screaming from far away, so he wasn't dead after all. And this wasn't earth around him — he'd had his hands in enough soil to know that. He could barely move but his fingers could reach and feel fabric, flesh … bone.

No, he wasn't dead. He was buried in the dead.

Panic grips him, and the screams are now right in his ears.