Not walking away
As they neared the slope of the sinkhole again, Charles paused and looked back into the darkness below. That tunnel wasn’t just a hole in the ground—it was a gateway to secrets that had been buried for who knows how long. Now those secrets were out, exposed to the surface. And whatever this was, Charles knew he was part of it now. He wasn’t walking away. Not after what he’d seen. Not a chance.
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