[Music recommendation: Secession Studios - What Remains]
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They kept walking, and before long, Jade's eyes caught an arched opening tucked into the corner of the passage where no lanterns were lit.
At first, she assumed it was just another tunnel, but as they drew closer, the darkness gradually revealed a set of thick iron bars sealing it off.
The suffocating stench filling the corridor made it increasingly difficult to breathe, and with Cillian going radio silent, a heavy wave of dread coiled tight in her chest.
Before they reached the bars, Cillian paused abruptly, causing Jade to bump right into his broad back.
Rubbing her nose, she looked up at him and whispered, "Why did you-"
Cillian turned over his shoulder, meeting her gaze in the dim light. His expression had turned completely serious.
"Whatever is in there might not be pleasant," he said softly. "You don't have to see it. How about you wait here and let me take a quick look first?"
