The Demons with horns

He tried to see a sign of light, but all he saw was complete darkness, piercing and seeming like it was a burning sensation that had entered his eyes.

'How do I move around here?,' he thought.

The smell of the place was indeed too pungent he considered puking again. But could he puke in the body of a dead monster?.

He wouldn't dare, it would be much worse, it would surely triple the scent of the smell. And so he held it in and finally decided to take a step forward.

It felt like he was standing on a cloud. But wouldn't he just fall?Well, that was what he had been saying before. The texture of the monster's body was fascinating.

He took two steps forward, pausing again as he heard a moving sound. Didn't something just move?, well, could have been his eardrums. He continued, without any light, just using his senses, his sword firmly clutched in his hand.