Narrow passage
He crouched, shining his phone’s light into the cramped hole. The tunnel stretched jagged and uneven, barely a foot wide. Dirt and stone revealed rough hand-carving, tools scraping through decades ago.
The sight sent chills racing over Kevin’s skin. It was unmistakably a hidden escape, crude but real. His pulse hammered as he realized what Willem had been building.
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