The chamber seemed to grow colder, and each step forward made my skin prickle. The door was bound by thick, heavy chains, and every link glowed faintly, casting a dim light across the cavern. The engravings on the altar pulsed in sync with the chained door, and a steady, deep vibration filled the air, almost like the beat of a sleeping giant's heart.
"Chat, this place… it's something else," I whispered, the eerie stillness sinking in. "It feels like we're standing at the edge of something huge, something that's been buried for a long time."
The chat was buzzing with anxious excitement.
: Don't go any closer! I can't shake the feeling that this is a trap.
: What if that door holds something worse than anything you've faced?
: This isn't just a dungeon anymore. It's a tomb.
