The Forgotten

Thriller Stories | Sep 17, 2012 | 4 min read
16 Votes, average: 4 out of 5
Have you ever heard of lava tubes? They are natural structures caused by magma moving underground. They create these vast caves that can stretch for up to forty miles. They are one of the most unexplored places on the planet, due to the fact that it is like a maze of tubes; you never know what is around the next corner. These lava tubes were also used for burial grounds by the natives long before the white people arrived by ship to the Hawaiian Islands. Some people say that the lava tubes are still walked by the haunted spirits of the native people…
"Were going caving?" I exclaimed in delight, seeing that I had been interested in spelunking ever since I was five. "Of course Alex, we all want to spelunk!" said my dad. I silently cheered in my head, thinking "Wow! I can't believe I get to go spelunking in a lava tube!" As we got into the car, I began to think of how the cave would look. I was thinking of how it would all play out, "Would there be ladders? Would I need a harness? Or would I need a parachute?" My mind raced with all the possibilities.
After the car ride, we talked to our guide. He outfitted us with items such as flashlights, helmets, and gloves. These items helped us see in the dark abyss we called a cave, and they helped us stay safe and not get knocked out by a tumbling chunk of stone. We began our jaunt to the cave; it was a small beaten path with some ladders and bridges. When we finally arrived, the cave was locked with a steel door, which the guide attempted to persuade us that it was to keep his neighbors out. I, of course, was a little paranoid knowing that these caves were possibly haunted by the spirits of the Hawaiians whom had been buried here for centuries.
As we entered the cave, a small chill ran up my spine, It was a void of nothing; all you could hear in the caves was the slight dripping of the water slowly leaking from the crumbling ceiling of the cave. It was very daunting at first, but I eventually got used to the difference in the light and began to actually enjoy myself, however, in the back of my mind I knew that something was wrong, especially the feeling that I was being watched by some unknown force.
The walls, wet, dripping, slimy, and covered in unknown bacteria were my only comfort. Not because they were cool, but because I could actually feel them and know where a drop would be. Then the flashlights began to flicker, the batteries must be dead. Horror filled my mind, as darkness enclosed me. The flashlight flickers back to life. It was only my thumb holding tightly to the switch! How stupid was I? I sighed with relief and continued on with the others, and began climbing down a ladder. This ladder was covered in a slimy mucus like material and was very slick; I was the first one down. I almost slipped half way through as I made my way carefully down the gunk covered bars.

When I finally made it down, we began to walk into a very short room, so short that my dad actually had to duck to get through it. The room ceiling was covered in drips of lava straws, otherwise known as stalagmites. These things were extremely delicate and we were advised not to touch them because they would snap if you accidently bumped into one too hard. When we left, my dad let out a large sigh of a relief because he was able to stand without stabbing his head on spikey little pillars from the ceiling.
We made it to this room with a massive pillar in the middle; this room was the creepiest of them all due to the fact that the pillar made it seem to have shadows everywhere. As I stared at the thing, I heard a voice whisper quietly "Kapu…" which freaked me out, a lot, this made me freak out enough that I began to rush the group out of the cave.
We quickly went up and down ladders and made it out of the cave. As we left the cave and headed back up the trail, I glanced back at the steel door. What I saw shocked me, there was a face of a Hawaiian man, it was painted up and had a head dress on, its eyes were wide and glaring angrily at me, and just stared at me mouthing the word "Kapu…" needless to say I ran to catch up with the group.
When we finally made it back to the house we rented I searched up the word "Kapu", I found out that it meant "do not enter", and that if you did it would be a curse. After the caving experience, my brother and I succumbed to a severe ear infection that lasted a week for him, but a month and 2 weeks for me. Needless to say, I will never go caving there again.
This experience has changed my view on things supernatural. I used to think that anything was scientifically possible to explain, but recently things have been getting odd around me. This experience was one of the most horrific things I have seen to this date. Hopefully, you will never have this happen to you. Though I have no proof, I hope that you understand my point of view. Good Luck.

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