"Blake....come here....my child...." A voice whispered. I suddenly wake up to see myself standing at a spiralling staircase in the ground. The staircase seems to go on into a endless void of darkness. My head is clouded by many thoughts of curious intention and fear. Inside lies something that wants me, and it is calling for me. "Come on boy!!" The disembodied voice roared, urging with impatience. I hesitantly started walking down the stairs, foot by foot. A chill runs down my small body as I walk down the stairs. I turn to see the stairs vanish behind me. No turning back now....I thought, looking forwards as I walk. I tread forwards, trying to picture what awaits my presence, feeling the shiver increase to a slight feel of being in a fridge. The further on I tread the stairs, the chillier it gets. Soon I am met by the ground, where I feel heat and light ahead. (Sorry to end this here, but I kinda got stumped)