the gateway to the underground tunnels opened before them, an abyss of impenetrable blackness. As Avery made her initial stride into the abyss, she could not shake the impression that the whole lot end up approximately to shift.
For higher or for worse, the search for the Nexus Key had began.
Avery and Lucas plunged into the labyrinth beneath Blackthorn, their headlights creating creepy shadows on the antiquated barriers. The air grew thick with concern and the musty perfume of forgotten secrets and procedures and schemes.
"We ought to split up," Lucas replied, his voice echoing throughout the cramped hallway. "cowl greater floor."
Avery stopped, the Architect's admonition ringing in her ears. "I do now not recognize if this is an extraordinary concept."
Lucas's gaze met hers, a blend of self-control and some thing else she couldn't pretty discern. "We do not have an alternative. Time's running out."
