Silvertip Mountain but what's inside you?

tysm for the kudos!

urias is one step ahead of him— with cautious strides, he lets the darkness take him. he looks back to glance at the stranger. his eyes glint a perfect yellow and his pupils are white with eyeshine. everytime his nails click on the floor, a faint echo answers him. deep inside a cave, it was easy to go insane. your brain on overdrive manufacturing away whatever it's able to, just to keep your mind off of the pitch-black. how many people had died just a few meters away from the surface?
what's your name? he asks as the weak light dims. the world was in monochrome now. his nocturnal eyes strain to keep up. i'm urias. he gasps as his foot slips into a shallow puddle, and laughs at himself. the cold wetness lingers.