This newfound knowledge fueled a surge of urgency, sharpening their resolve. Kiara and Becky, though gripped by fear, pressed forward with unyielding determination. Kiara’s footsteps echoed through the deserted halls, each sound magnified by the oppressive quiet.
Her heart felt leaden with anxiety, who could be facing unspeakable dangers. As they navigated the sterile, deserted corridors, hope seemed to slip through their fingers. Just when their spirits were beginning to falter, Becky’s keen ears picked up a faint, ominous sound from the place’s depths.