Psychosocial

His strength was fading pretty fast, and no matter what he tried he couldn't seem to shake that weight. He slumped to the ground in defeat, his legs shaking from the effort of trying to get the weight off to no avail. Falling to his side, he slipped in and out of unconsciousness, not really figuring out what was going on quite yet. In his current state, everything going on now could have just been a hallucination at this point. The effects of the cave was really having a bad effect on him, and his mind screamed at him to get the fuck out. First...this weight needed to get off of him. Grunting after he rolled onto his back, he felt something unfamiliar, but he couldn't quite tell what it was...all he knew, was that he had no fucking clue what was going on here. His vision was foggy, and all he could see was the blur of a shadow over him before he slipped further away.

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