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Chapter 44: The Stone Compartment
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2026-04-14 16:37:46The stone didn’t move at first.
I pushed harder, and for a humiliating second I thought Colette had set me up to look foolish. My breath tightened.
Then something clicked inside the wall.
A low, mechanical sound: old metal shifting against older stone.
The block gave way with a smoothness that didn’t match its age. It slid inward just enough to reveal a dark cavity behind it.
My skin prickled.
Colette didn’t look satisfied. She looke
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