Jim sat at the fire he had made, roasting a huge, red monster egg over the flames. He was speaking softly to drawings of his friends on the stone walls, trying to ease the pain of surviving with no sunlight alone for 10 days now.

“Blinky, how is your research coming along?” Jim said to the drawing, then shook his head. “I’m getting way too comfortable talking to myself.” Suddenly, a slight noise made him leap to his feet, summoning his Eclipse sword and narrowing his eyes as he pointed his sword toward the noise. He didn’t dare speak for fear he would alert the thing that made the noise. He was never normally aggressive like this, but being alone and surviving like this for so long had hardened him.