Into The Pit (F)

*As the spell trap exploded, Hannah could feel her leg twist sickly. The dungeon floor gave way turning into an avalanche of brick and mortar. Floor after floor, she and the remnants of the level tumbled, caving in each floor after the other beneath it. Despite her efforts to stay above the tumbling debris, a brick strikes her head, and she soon blacks out.

Try as she might, she was helpless to escape the inky black void that soon engulfed her. A series of deafening crashes and a bone cracking impact later, she finds herself staring up at the faint distant light that was the 2nd floor.*

No..... This can't be happening!!!

She begins to panic.

That's got to be, 15 levels I just fell!!! Oh... no! ...no...no...no!!!

She covers her mouth realizing that monsters will have been alerted to the noise. Soon they will come to investigate... She tries to stay calm and quiet as she tries to regain her bearings.

O-Okay, let's see...I have find someplace safe... but I have no map, no supplies, and no knowledge of these levels... AGH!

She feels something sharp and wet against her leg and turns to see that her pack of healing potions have shattered in the fall. All at once, despair starts to grip her and she chokes back a sob.

I... might not make it out of here...

She rebolsters her will and attempts to stand but her injured leg gives way. She holds back a scream of agony and she staggers. She looks down... Her leg does not appear to be broken, but something is definitely wrong with it. She manages to spy her batter sword amongst the rubble and uses it a crutch. She then pushes forward, tears streaming down her face as she hobbles into the dark.

...I wonder what my chances are of finding help all the way down here...