The air inside the chamber was thick, humming with a strange energy that seemed to intensify with every heartbeat. Luke could feel it prickling his skin, and as he glanced at the others, he could see that they felt it too. Ava's eyes widened, her hand tracing one of the ancient symbols carved into the stone altar. Jake shifted uneasily, his gaze darting around the room, while Lila's expression was one of intense concentration, as if she were listening to something none of the others could hear.
Luke took a step forward, his gaze fixed on the stone altar. It loomed before them, massive and imposing, the symbols carved into its surface glowing faintly in the dim light. A sense of reverence washed over him, and he realized with a start that he was holding his breath, almost as if he feared disturbing whatever slumbered here.
"Ava, what do you think this place was used for?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
