Bab 24: Chapter 24: Aliceโs Descent
๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ด ๐๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ข๐จ๐ฆ, ๐ฆ๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ต๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ด.
Her breath caught in her throat, a thin mist forming with each exhale as the temperature plunged. The passage stretched ahead, a claustrophobic tunnel barely wide enough for her shoulders. The stone beneath her boots felt uneven, worn by time, but more unnervingly, it seemed almost warm against the icy airโas if the ground itself held some residual heat from the horrors that once lurked here.
Alice's grip tightened around the handle of her Beretta, the cold metal a familiar comfort. She checked the chamberโa smooth, practiced motionโand reassured herself with the weight of the weapon in her hand. Fifteen rounds in the current magazine, thirty more in her vest. Just enough, if she was careful. She'd fought worse odds before. But this time, it wasn't just what might be waiting for her in the dark that gnawed at her; it was what lay buried within her own mind, scratching at the surface, threatening to break free.
The darkness ahead seemed to pulse, as if alive. She forced herself to keep moving, each step a deliberate push against the tide of unease rising within her. Shadows flickered at the edges of her vision, too quick to be real, yet too vivid to ignore. The walls closed in, their rough texture scraping against her tactical vest as she pressed on.
Fragments of memory assaulted herโflashes of sterile white rooms, the stench of antiseptic mingling with the coppery tang of blood, the deafening silence that followed each scream. Her vision blurred for a moment, the passage around her warping into the cold steel corridors of the Hive. She blinked, and the stone walls snapped back into focus, but the memories lingered, like ghosts whispering in her ear.
A sharp pain shot through her temple, and she stumbled, catching herself against the wall. The cold stone bit into her palms, grounding her. She took a deep breath, forcing the images back into the recesses of her mind. There was no room for weakness. Not now. Not here.
The passage sloped downward, the descent steepening with each step. Alice's muscles tensed, her senses sharpening in the oppressive silence. Her heartbeat drummed in her ears, each thud synchronizing with the distant, almost imperceptible hum that seemed to emanate from the walls. She scanned the darkness ahead, her Beretta held low but ready, finger resting on the trigger guard.
The further she went, the more the air thickened, carrying with it the stench of decay and something elseโsomething sweet, almost cloying. It wrapped around her like a shroud, suffocating and inescapable. She paused, her instincts screaming at her to turn back, but she shoved the thought aside. There was no turning back. Not now. Not ever.
Finally, the passage opened into a small, dimly lit chamber. The light here was unnatural, a sickly yellow glow that barely pushed back the shadows clinging to the edges of the room. The air was still, oppressive, and the walls seemed to press in even more, as if the room itself were alive, breathing in sync with her own strained breaths.
At the far end of the chamber stood a door, its surface warped and pitted with age. The metal was rusted, its surface mottled with dark streaks that might have been old blood. It was an ugly thing, out of place, an ominous relic that didn't belong in the world of stone and shadow.
Alice hesitated, her fingers curling into a fist at her side. This door felt differentโdangerous in a way she couldn't quite articulate. Every instinct screamed at her to leave it shut, to walk away. But she knew, deep down, that what she sought lay beyond it. Answers. Or perhaps more questions. She wasn't sure which terrified her more.
She approached, her steps careful, measured. The floor beneath her creaked, the sound too loud in the silence. She stopped in front of the door, her hand hovering just above the rusted handle. The metal was cold, almost painfully so, even through her gloves. She could feel the weight of her decision pressing down on her, the culmination of every choice she had made since waking up in this nightmare.
Her grip tightened, knuckles turning white. The door felt heavier than it should have, resisting her push as if it, too, feared what lay beyond. But she wasn't about to be deterred. With a deep breath, she forced the door open, the hinges groaning in protest.
The darkness beyond the door was absolute, a yawning abyss that seemed to swallow the dim light from the chamber. Alice's pulse quickened, her breath hitching in her throat as she stared into the void. She could feel itโa presence, something ancient and malevolent, lurking just out of sight.
The door creaked wider, revealing only more darkness. Her instincts screamed at her to pull back, to slam the door shut and never look back. But that primal urge, the one that had driven her forward this far, refused to let her. She stepped closer, her free hand reaching out to touch the edge of the doorway.
As her fingers brushed against the cold metal, something shifted in the darkness beyondโa faint, almost imperceptible movement. Alice's breath caught, her heart skipping a beat. The world narrowed to this moment, this door, this threshold between the known and the unknown.
And then, without warning, the ground beneath her trembled. The walls around her seemed to pulse in response, the rhythmic hum intensifying, growing louder, more insistent. The chamber itself seemed to come alive, the oppressive air growing thicker, heavier, as if it were trying to crush her.
Alice's eyes widened as the darkness began to bleed into the room, the shadows creeping closer, enveloping her. The door, half-open, trembled in its frame, and the floor buckled beneath her feet. She stumbled, barely catching herself as the world around her began to unravel.
The darkness surged forward, swallowing the light, the room, everything. And then, just as quickly as it had begun, the world snapped back into focus. The door slammed shut with a deafening clang, and the room was plunged into silence once more.
Alice stood there, breathing heavily, her heart pounding in her chest. Her hand still clutched the Beretta, her knuckles white against the dark metal. She stared at the door, her mind racing, trying to process what had just happened. But there were no answers, only more questions.ย
The silence stretched on, oppressive and unyielding. The darkness beyond the door remained, an impenetrable void that held secrets she wasn't sure she wanted to uncover. But she knew she had to. There was no other choice. Not anymore.
Taking a deep breath, Alice steeled herself, pushing back the fear that threatened to overwhelm her. She reached out for the door again, her hand trembling slightly. This time, when she gripped the handle, the metal was warmโalmost too warmโand it sent a shiver down her spine.
With grim determination, she pushed the door open once more, the creak of the hinges echoing in the silence. The darkness beyond seemed to pulse, alive and waiting.ย
Alice stepped forward, crossing the threshold into the unknown.
๐๐ญ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต๐ฉ ๐ค๐ข๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ด ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ต๐ค๐ฉ-๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ณ. ๐๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ข, ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ญ๐บ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ต, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ช๐ฑ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ธ๐ข๐ช๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ช๐ท๐ฆ.
๐๐ข๐ค๐ฉ ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฑ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ, ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐จ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ญโ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ.
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