The walls curve inward. The air smells of damp stone.
The hallway feels less like architecture and more like something organic, like the inside of a throat.
The footsteps behind her become a drumbeat.
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The walls curve inward. The air smells of damp stone.
The hallway feels less like architecture and more like something organic, like the inside of a throat.
The footsteps behind her become a drumbeat.