Someone else had already come through these tunnels, hours before. The signs are there, scattered and quiet, but once you notice them, you can't look away.It starts small—just a faint scuff in the dust along the stone floor. At first, it could be nothing, maybe just the way old places settle, the weight of years shifting quietly in the dark.But the further they walk, the more certain it feels. Footprints, edges still sharp, not yet softened by damp or time. Boot prints, more than one.Some overlap, crossing and doubling back, as if whoever came through was in a hurry and not thinking much about being careful.Lucas slows. Then stops.Lucas lowers the lantern, letting the light spill across the ground. Shadows gather in the prints, each mark standing out, sharper than before.Dust kicked up, lines dragged where something brushed the wall. Scrapes in the stone, pale and new, as if metal or something harder caught it on the way by
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