Dark corridors

Despite the weak lights, it was easy to see the gray fur on the floor.

Noople pointed at shelf that was a couple inches off the ground. “Do you find it strange that this corridor is lit by candles?”

“How else would it be lit? Campfire?”

Poople walked forward quickly. After a few turns, she started to run.

“There are some books along the walls here. Some very old looking ones, actually. Can you slow down?”

“Forget books.” Poople began to sprint. “I think I see the rabbit, just around the next corner!”

Fewer and fewer candles, spaced further and further apart, lit the way less and less clearly. Soon the sections of darkness were bigger than the portions of light. Poople skidded into a wall.

“I can’t see anything? How can you possibly see the rabbit?”

“I can smell it now!”

Noople slammed into Poople’s back. They both fell forward onto the ground. There was a clicking noise and the floor opened under them. They began to fall and to scream.