The narrow passage they had ventured into felt as though it stretched on for miles. Every step echoed through the dark tunnel, the walls pressing in closer with each turn. Luke, Ava, and Raven moved quickly but cautiously, their senses on high alert. The further they descended, the colder the air became. It wasn't the chill of nature—it was the kind of cold that seeped into their bones, like the touch of something unnatural.
"How much farther do you think this goes?" Ava whispered, her voice barely audible.
Raven glanced over her shoulder, her eyes narrowed. "We're deep underground now. If I had to guess, this tunnel leads to an older part of the temple. Something that's been buried for centuries."
Luke nodded in agreement. "It makes sense. The temple above was just the surface. These ancient places often had layers beneath the main structure—ritual chambers, burial vaults, even libraries of forbidden knowledge."
