Damian
...the cold dank drips of water dribbled down his brow. This tunnel was dark. Dark and cold. He drew phlegm into his mouth and spat on the mossy wall ... tightened his red ninja belt round his waist. ""DON'T MESS WITH ME"" it read in bold black writing. Damo, rolled up his sleeves and focused on a glimmer of light hundreds of metres down the tunnel. He was ready ... Drawing a strong, slow, deep breath he screamed ... so strong his chest bursting out of his ninja top...... ""LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINN NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX XXXXXXXXXXXXX!!!!!!....""