A Gift for Dusty — Glen Guy

Cautiously, he crawled in the opening, and instantly, he could see nothing. Fumbling in his possible bag he found a lucifer and struck it on the rocky ceiling above his head .... without warning he heard a blood curdling roar, felt a sharp pain start at his head and go all the way down his left side. A pool of blackness started coming over him, he tried to hang on but he felt himself slipping away ... and then nothing.