Nerve-racking
Christopher was on the verge of breaking down even with his hands covering his ears. His hands were the only solace that kept his head from literally opening. Then, the sound suddenly stopped, and Christopher was now more confused and frightened than before. He started spinning in all directions for any potential threat that could be getting ready to launch at him. With his heads going all around, it landed on the roof of the mine where he saw the similar chains as he did before.
Nerve Racking
Rush
The rusty chains were swinging in unison, and based on how they were moving, anyone would believe they were alive or had just been shaken by something or someone. To say the least, the inanimate objects were full of life and seemed like they had a purpose of fulfilling – you can liken them to metallic snakes getting ready to shed their flaking skin. They kept him staring without him noticing there was the rushing sound of water coming his way.
Rush
