Aravali

We were on one of our many sibling trips. This time along the aravali hill.  We were famous as " the smokers" and we don't smoke.  As arnav bhai is changing the tyre of our mystery machine i am writing this.
Come here guies.. vasudha di shouted.
I closed my diary with a thud and ran out to see a small hill at the side of the road.  It wad barren not like the others that we saw along the road.  They were filled with trees but this one was filled with rocks.
At first glance you would think the rocks were random. But on closer inspection they actually formed steps to climb it.
With the same idea we began climbing the steep hill. At a point we are sure we would fall but then we reached to tt
the  top . We were intregued to find a small cave at the top.
As the curiosity killed the carry we went in the cave.
It was normal cave we observed as we walked in.  Just as we were planning to head back we realised that we were unable to do so. As if there was a energy pulling us in the cave.
The walls of the cave were filled with small pointed stones so were careful as to not hurt ourself.
And next what happened was a blur . The cave began to shake. Shake so violently that we were forced to clutch the walls. 
As the stones pierced our hand and palms blood oozed out and then as we had feared the floor collapsed and then it was all blank and dark 
A minute or an hour or a day could have passed. We groned as we woke up obly to find ourself in a pit full of mutilated and rotting bodies. starteled we looked up to find the roof in one piece as if freasly constructed 
Where were we?