Chapitre 352: Story 352: Echoes of the Labyrinth

The tunnel walls were damp and cold, the air thick with the metallic scent of decay. Zara’s boots echoed softly against the uneven stone floor, the sound swallowed by the oppressive silence. The butterfly’s faint glow illuminated the path ahead, casting fleeting shadows that danced like phantoms on the walls.

Callum walked behind her, his rifle raised and his eyes darting around warily. “This place feels alive,” he muttered, his voice low. “Like it’s watching us.”

Zara didn’t respond. Her focus was razor-sharp, her mind replaying the Keeper’s cryptic warning. The labyrinth would test them, revealing both the path and the darkness within. She wasn’t afraid of what it might show her—she’d already faced so much. But she worried about what it might take from her next.