I looked down into the hole. I couldn’t see the bottom.
I said, “Hey,” into the hole.
I heard my echo. After an hour of the audio repetition I forgot it originated with me.
I said, “Hello,” back.
With each response from the hole, I responded with a, “Hi,” or, “Hello,” and occasionally a reactive nod.
Eventually I was exhausted and I passed out and fell into the hole.
I woke up in silent darkness.
From above I heard, “Hello?” I looked up and saw an old man looking down into the hole. The greeting echoed.
I wished I’d stayed home.
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