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Ted the Caver (Scary speleology story)
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Ted the Caver (Scary speleology story)

For those who like terror stories and Caves

This is an old story from the annals of the internet, guy goes to a cave with his friend, finds a tiny hole linked to a virgin passage, he widens the hole so he can crawl through the small tunnel to the other side, but shit goes awry and strange things starts to happen, i can't tell anymore or else i would ruin it

i've read it a long time ago, got hooked to the computer screen reading it non-stop, was scared shitless for a few days, Amazing short story

The beauty is in the Speleology, Masonry details and the Claustrophobia

http://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/page1.html



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I went with my left arm forward and head turned to the right. B had given me a flashlight that I held in my left hand. As I inched forward I would try to brush the loose rocks away with my left arm. This was somewhat successful, but there were a lot of rocks I missed or could not move. As mentioned, the first little bit of the crawl moved along fairly quickly, since there was a little room above me to negotiate the passage. Then the walls started to close in around me. I had a few extra inches on each side of me, but the top of the crawl was getting very low. At about the 7 foot mark I could feel the top rubbing my back as I would arch. After another 1/2 foot I couldn't arch anymore. I had to just push ahead with my toes and pull with my forward arm. I decided it would be a good time to see if I could back out. I tried it and it was pretty easy. That gave me a lot more confidence. Still, I had B tie webbing to my feet, just in case he had to pull me out.

While lying in the darkness, in a passage deep within a cave, one is in a unique position to ponder. A mountain literally resting on top of me, the entire earth lying below. One tiny movement of earth and I would cease to exist. Or worse, to recognize the fear shared by Floyd Collins as he lay there, trapped for days deep within the heart of Mother Earth, incapable of freeing himself from his earthen prison.

Picture yourself in my position: Lying on your stomach your left arm is extended over your head. Your right arm is at your side, having only a few inches in which to move. Your arms and hands are sore and bleeding from crawling/pulling yourself across the broken rocks. Your entire body is resting on the rocks. Your neck gets tire of holding your head off the rocks so you gently rest your cheek on the rock to rest. Once you start again you have to push with your toes to scoot your body forward, sliding across the rocks. After moving a few inches you are breathing hard and have to rest. As you inhale you can feel your back pressing hard against the top of the squeeze. It takes several minutes before you recover enough to press forward. The entire time you are lying there you think about how you are going to get back out. And, what if...?

When I reached the point where my back was rubbing and I could feel with my head the passage was not getting bigger, I knew I was most likely not going to get through. Still, I decided to give it one more push. If I had been in this position a year ago, I would have been in a state of panic, but not today! I was pretty pumped. I took a few minutes to rest, then I went for it. I exhaled completely all of the air in my lungs. This caused my chest to collapse enough to scoot forward a few inches. Because it takes so much effort to scoot I only went a few inches before I had to stop and breathe. As I inhaled, my chest pressed hard against the floor and my back against the top. It took a little longer to get my breath back. Unbelievably, I did it again! Exhale, scoot, rest. Again, only a few inches. Repeat. I took a few extra minutes to "enjoy" this position. Pinned in this small passage. Wow, I could not believe how relaxed I was. I tried one more time to exhale and scoot. My back was rubbing too much to continue. Despite the failed effort, I was psyched. I took several long minutes to lay there and recover from the effort. B had been encouraging me the entire time. It was fun to hear him cheer as he saw my shoes go deeper and deeper into the hole.

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Ted the Caver (Scary speleology story)

Here's the film about this fiction

http://m.imdb.com/title/tt2100573/
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Ted the Caver (Scary speleology story)

I went on some caving trips in college and I remember going through tight passages like that. One in particular was quite scary. You have to take a breath, relax, calm down, and slowly work through them. If you panic, your body will become tense and you get stuck.

If only you knew how bad things really are.
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Ted the Caver (Scary speleology story)

Fucking hell.
Love caving, love scary cave stories.

Makes the next trip more exciting.

Great story, thanks for the link.

Can't say much more to avoid spoilers.
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