Deep within the cave I stood in front of the stone altar, staring at the mask. I really was having a hard time believing it, I could barely accept that what I was seeing was real. It was a heavy duty Bat Man replica mask, it appeared to be movie grade quality. Who in the world had put this mask here? What was it used for? How long had it been sitting here in this hidden cavern.
My first thought was that someone had put it there to play a joke on me. Everyone knew I was a huge Bat Man fan. I had even made the comment of "finding Bat Man's cave," when I had first came across the cave. I was silent when my two companions climbed up out of the hole and approached the stone altar. "Which one of you put the mask here," were the first words out of my mouth, to which they both replied to me, "what mask?" I was still not convinced that it had not been some sort of prank because of the comment I had made, but who would've been able to pull it off? My girlfriend would not have been able to come out and do it without me knowing and we hadn't shown the cave to anyone else yet. I took a lighter out of my pocket and lit a candle or two so that the mask was better illuminated. "This mask," I said flatly. My companions walked around me and shined their lights onto the table, saw the candles, saw the mask, and automatically burst out with excited laughs and profanities. "O.k. so when did you find the time to sneak back here and put this mask here?," is what basically what my girlfriend said. Edward made some comment or another about Witchcraft and covens that had been known to practice in hidden hollers between ridges and caves. I had been thinking something similar since the moment I had first seen then amount of candles sitting there on the altar. Something about the whole thing just wasn't adding up to me. Despite my confusion about the situation and still not quite believing that someone hadn't placed the mask there just for me, but I decided that I wasn't leaving this cave without that mask, that it was somehow meant for me. I took a step closer to the altar, I picked up the mask, and I put the mask on my face. An hour later we came out of the mouth of the cave and into the golden sunlight spilling down through the green leaves of the trees. Somehow I felt more empowered than I had ever felt in my entire life. It was a primal, tribal sort of feeling. I took the mask off my face and put it in my back pack and then we started the hike back to our camp.
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