Round 2

The wind picked up suddenly, carrying with it a sound like scraping stone. Something beneath the street shifted—you heard it clearly now, a low rumble that vibrated through your boots. To your right, a section of cracked pavement near the church began to tilt. Dust billowed from the gap as whatever was buried there stirred awake. The movement spread outward in a widening circle around the church's foundation. This wasn't natural settling—the ground moved deliberately, purposefully.