The new passageway yawned before them, its glowing edges shimmering faintly. Each step the group took seemed to resonate within the walls, as if the Abyss itself was attuned to their presence. There was no turning back now—only the uncharted depths ahead.
As they advanced, the corridor shifted. The rough, black stone walls melted away, replaced by a surreal expanse of swirling, translucent energy. Fragmented images flickered within the shifting light—scenes of battles, moments of triumph, and haunting losses.
"What is this place?" Mira whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the energy around them.
"A veil," Daniel replied, his system displaying a series of cryptic notifications. [Caution: Temporal and Mental Interference Detected. The Veil of Memory is unstable.]
"It's pulling at us," Kellan said, his face pale. "I can feel it. Memories... things I thought I'd forgotten."
