Ocean's Breath Plateau all that he invested in goes straight to hell

so. maybe he should have been paying more attention to where he was going — it hardly matters now anyway. he's probably going to die down here or something. it's not the worst place to die, but... he hadn't imagined it like this. the death pit, he's taken to calling it, though his first morning here had brought with it a new perspective. in the darkness, when he'd initially fallen, it'd seemed a terrifying place; shadowy and sandy and cold and wet and unforgiving. overall, gross.
during the day, however, it isn't so bad to look at: a tiny, sparkling beach tucked into the inside of the plateau, seemingly accessible only by the hole he'd tumbled into. still a death pit, though, he thinks, swallowing and grimacing at the feeling of his dry throat contracting as he gazes out of the hole he'd fallen through. he's been here a couple days now, and already dehydration has weakened him greatly. he wonders if @Rokig has noticed his absence — if anyone has. not that it matters, of course.