Round 81

Merrin's heart hammers in her chest as she steps into the narrow passage, the water rushing around her ankles. The faint light flickers from within, casting eerie shadows on the walls and making it seem as if the darkness itself is moving. Suddenly, the sound of scraping stone grows louder, and she can feel the ground tremble beneath her feet. The creatures' cries echo in her ears, a haunting reminder of the horrors they left behind. She takes another step forward, her hand outstretched to steady herself on the rough stone...