Mike Curtis arrived at the looming, ominous Sub-Taboo Hall, his eyes narrowing as he took in the eerie, silent building. Shadows clung to its ancient stone walls like forgotten secrets, and a faint chill seemed to seep from its foundations.
A trace of doubt flickered in his mind, even though he knew better than to indulge it. This place was not to be entered by just anyone. The Hall's reputation was etched in the minds of every wizard, a place where power and peril danced hand-in-hand.
"It's impossible to enter… but maybe that's the point", he mused, scanning the grounds. His brow furrowed in frustration. "It would be better if someone else came along…"His eyes swept across the courtyard with subtle urgency.
