What Were You Thinking, Edgar?

My Ending

     I averted my eyes-- 

    Without knowing, I slowly fell into the pit, being forced by the heated iron. I curled up into a sphere on the way down, hoping to block out whatever was to befall me at the bottom of this abominable pit. After what felt like a lifetime and I half, I was still descending, and began to think I had already died and this was to be my eternal doom. Instead, a minute, an hour, or days later,  I landed. It was not what I had expected. It seems I had fallen onto a great mass of verdure floating on the brink of the water. It was the first respectable occurrence that has happened to me. 

     I thought to myself, cautiously, that I had finally escaped, when I saw a little a the end of a long tunnel through which this, now I realized, river ran at. I recalled after a long time that I could swim, and gently took off down that tunnel, hope filling my heart. 

    All I had of hope was gone within seconds when I felt something tear at my lower limb. I could not see yet, for the light was still too far, though I did not know  if  I even wanted to see what was attracted, so grotesquely, to me appendages. Then I felt another chomp and began to realize that this was not the freedom I had hoped for, but another torture, one that I would not survive. 

     I soon realized I would not want to live through being torn limb from limb and allowed myself to be pulled under and soon my world started growing even darker. Soon, it was blacker than the cell i had originally been in. I than simply, fell asleep.