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As a turbulent current, anguish started to flood him, covering his entire body and every smallest corner. When he felt about to explode by the pressure, first from his eyes the anguish began to show, and then became a thread of tears which converted into water falls.

The boy fell on the ground, his desperate cry, was accompanied by convulsions, which wrung his body against the floor slabs. After a while he opened his eyes and the darkness was complete. The ground was very wet and was heard water running all over, noticed that he was inside a cavern.

The anguish returned to his body more violently. He wanted to get up, but he fell, the floor had moss slime. Awkwardly he crawled; he wanted to leave this place, whichever way. He continued the flow of a stream, in the darkest ambiance. He stopped screaming and crying, regrouped his forces and energy to get out of cave. He felt that if he surrendered, he would never get out of there.

After a long time of walking, slipping and falling, he felt his strength was running out. He felt an intense cold coming from his inside, numbing him, and inviting him to lie down on the floor to sleep. His body temperature had dropped much. Did not know where he was going and was almost caught by hopelessness. Finally he threw himself on the floor exhausted and closed his eyes.

He dreamt he was falling off a cliff, with a terrifying scream, which scraped the cliff walls, producing an echo that was lost in the surrounding high mountains. With eyes popping out, he saw how he was going to the bottom of the cliff at high speed. Suddenly he heard a thunder and blew up into millions of small lights, each in turn blew again. Regrouping then into a ball of fire, that rapidly went up to the top of the cliff, only to explode there in a bright flash and once again fall to the bottom of the cliff, with death in his eyes.