Round 347 Transcript

As we stand frozen, the creature's grip on my arm tightens, its fingers digging into my skin. The gas from the hidden compartment wafts around us, its acrid smell making my eyes water. The walls behind us continue to writhe and twist, their pulsating energy surging towards us like a living thing. The ground beneath our feet gives a final shudder, and the compartment seals itself with a loud clang. I feel a wave of panic wash over me as the creature swiftly moves us both forward, its hand still clutching my arm. The tunnel narrows further, the jagged rock formations closing in on us from both sides. I can hear the sound of rushing water growing louder, and the creature's grip on my arm tightens. "We're almost there," it whispers urgently, its voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart.