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... byrinth.
The air was heavy and damp, the walls carved crudely from stone and covered in centuries-old moss.
Each passageway seemed to stretch endlessly, splitting into three or four more, each leading deeper and deeper into darkness.
Their footsteps echoed faintly as they advanced, and even though Joy’s orb of light illuminated their path, the shadows beyond the reach of its glow seemed alive—breathing, watching.
Carmela’s eyes darted to the side every now and the ...
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