Warning: this is not what you think! A little bit gruesome and food for thought.

Mother knows best: Caves are bad for you.
Abel cut through the harness and instantly he felt free; falling towards the unending darkness of the chasm. Given the chance, Abel would have chosen life over death, but today had been filled with extraordinary circumstances; the kind of events one would wish to experience only once in a lifetime, or preferably never.
As he fell words came to mind; spoken in the soft caring tones that all good mothers reserve for their children. Delia, his mother, had reminded Abel not to go prodding around in places where he wasn’t welcome; pretty much anywhere like the pitch black confines of the tunnels he’d insisted on exploring.