if you go down to the woods today

Holy Fuck Holy Fuck Holy Fuck-- Adam's internal monologue, what had been going to be his last thoughts, suddenly stopped as he realised he wasn't plummeting towards the ground. He cracked open one eye to see his fall had slowed considerably, Coffee looking just as confused as he gently was almost carried to the earth, Adam pushing himself up on his elbows once he had reached the bottom to look about. If he was dead, being a ghost wasn't so bad. Standing up, he thought to walk to see if he could find a way out of this place. Before long he had found a little cave and entered, Coffee walking beside him with a flame licking through his lips to illuminate the dark. He had never been one for art and did not appreciate the tapestries beyond a "Oh, cool." but was glad for the provisions, taking them in his arms and going to sit on the bed. Just what was going on he wasn't sure, but not dead was about as good of a start as he could ask for. ADAM maybe i'm my own greatest fear maybe i'm too scared to admit that i might not be as dark as i think maybe i'm not the person that i never wanted to be