Basement level
He hadn’t noticed a basement earlier, but now, a breeze from below rustled his shirt. He followed it, as his flashlight beam moved along the walls. Behind a tapestry in the hallway, Elliot found a door that wasn’t there before—or maybe he’d just overlooked it. The handle was cold to the touch. It creaked open, revealing narrow stairs spiraling downward into darkness.
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