buried alive

Something deep and dark was alive inside Dimitri's chest. It probably wasn't the best time for it, but here he was. Awake and alive, painfully alert, as he struck closer and closer to the caverns. Something bizarre, sure, but that wasn't an issue. Bizarre as always. Dark things lived inside his chest, and he would push himself harder and faster. Always training, always looking, always learning. He wasn't sure he could handle that, he wasn't sure he could handle anything less than that. Dimitri could barely handle himself, but that didn't matter.

Nearly unhinged as he made his way through the narrow gap that led into the caverns. That was a funny thing. The gap... hell, it was as narrow as he was. Sharp eyes. Keen eyes. Sight hound. His eyes were functional, and that was what mattered. He would look and see everything that was around him, and he wouldn't push back against it. This was purely for information. All Dimitri needed to do was know about his surroundings, and then nothing could touch him... right?

Get smart and nothing can touch you.