The Secret Beneath Their Feet
Ignoring the sense of impending danger, Daniel set up a ladder to descend into the shaft. Megan’s heart raced, but she followed him down.
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The space below was eerily still, too still. The faint, pulsing light of their flashlights illuminated a rusted, bulging metal door at the far end of the room. Something was behind it. And whatever it was, it was holding the room together.
“Dan, don’t,” Megan whispered, her voice trembling. But Daniel, ever the investigator, stepped closer to the door. The metal was covered in the same dark growths that had infected the walls above.
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He pressed his hand against the door. It was vibrating. Not from the outside, but from something inside. And that, more than anything, sent a chill up their spines.