Onwards

Taking a deep and steady breath, the Mira girded herself and pressed on, keeping close to the wall in the hopes that she could perhaps at least creep past the... whatever it was.

Creeping forward though the darkness, she thought she saw something moving, a glimmer of light. She pressed on. Perhaps it would be another way out? Something broke under her feet, she stifled a yelp. Looking down she realized it was a skeleton, old and brittle. She shuddered in horror and pressed on, towards the light.

Now she had calmed she thought she could hear other noises. It occurred to her that whilst there was certainly movement ahead, there was also sounds of movement elsewhere. As she peered into the darkness she saw imprints of tracks upon the floor. All different sort. Some human, some clawed, some even hoofed!

Growing more and more fearful she none the less saw no other choice than to press on, at least as far as the light ahead. Perhaps there she could get her bearings?

The light, as it happened, turned out to be a brazier, large and burning, so radiant with heat that it warmed he nude body even from some distance. By it, warming it’s massive hands, stood a huge beast.

It’s body was that of a man, a very large man and worryingly well endowed man, but it’s head was that of a bull, the fur from it brushing down over it’s shoulders, it’s horns large and sharp. A minotaur.

Mira’s eyes widened as she saw it, her heart beat faster in her chest. Perhaps the beat of it was too loud, for the minotaur turned it’s head towards where she was hidden…