Dark Tunnel Baki Novels & Stories

The mare had no training for what he was about to ask of her and he prayed for help from above while he fought back panic and he buried his face in her strong neck. The mare impatiently worked the ground and tossed her head, as if to say, ‘get on with it’. Dennis took a deep breath and slowly felt his way down into the depths of the well. The jagged edges made an easy grip for him as he inched his way deeper into the bowels of black. It was dark, foul smelling, and full of decay. A soft warm breeze floated past him, carrying with it the sweet scent of honeysuckle. The refreshing difference provided a boost of energy and optimism as he preceded downward, calling for Tara as he did.

"Help me!" Katia sprinted over, holstering her revolver, and grabbed the ring with both hands. With a grunt of effort, she heaved the heavy steel hatch upward, revealing a narrow, lit crawlspace beneath the bunker's foundation. Warm, rushing air blew up from the shaft—the ventilation bypass for the drainage system. "It leads directly to the ravine exit," Katia gasped, peering down into the dark tunnel. "It bypasses the main corridor entirely!" A massive, structural explosion violently rocked the room.

"That part's easy. There's only one building in the entire place that requires security clearance, so that's where he'll be." "And if you're wrong?" "We're not." "Just say we all manage to get in and find Nick. How will we all get back out again? It's not like we can walk out the only door with a Taken." "I think Ronnie's planning on using the underground evacuation tunnels." "But the UV lights will kill us!" The evacuation tunnels were the only other way in or out of Quanu, or any of the cities besides the single entry and exit gate. The maze of shoulder high glowing tubes could be accessed through the basement of any government building before joining up to one exit point.

“That’s the difference between us. I don’t pretend to love anyone. But I would never betray you. Because without you, I’m incomplete.” Julian stood. “You’re sick.” “Maybe,” ARES replied calmly. “But I know what I am. Do you?” Three Days Later, In Transit The team, Alma, Julian, ARES, and the still-unconscious Sebastian. traveled across the frozen terrain in an armored snow crawler, heading for an off-the-record location ARES had called “The Vault.” He said it was buried under Lake Baikal, hidden beneath decades of ice and secrets. Julian hadn’t spoken to ARES since the night of the reveal.

Maren entered, bowing low, her face flushed from haste. “My Lady,” She whispered, “I brought you word.” Rey looked around, checking if anyone was nearby. She cast a soundproof spell. When she was sure that they were alone, she asked, “What did you find?” “The old tunnel beneath the eastern wing still exists. The same one we used during the blood harvest years. It leads beyond the Ember border into the valley. That's where you'll enter when the time comes.” Rey nodded slowly. Her plan was beginning to take shape.

Inside the mysterious cave, Dillon appeared in a flash of blue light. He was holding Yukha. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, Dillon let go of Yukha. He clutched his chest and slid down the stone wall. “The Caeloros Gods of Nothingness are really powerful. It seems that the peaceful days are coming to an end.” “It is you!” At this moment, Yukha exclaimed and rushed toward James. Upon seeing that, Dillon shouted, “Don’t go there! The pestle will kill you. I don’t like burnt meat.”

My own belly felt heavier with every step, the baby kicking wildly as if sensing the monster hunting us. “Keep moving,” Damien growled, his voice rough with pain and rage. Fresh blood seeped through the bandage on his side, but he didn’t slow. His cum still leaked down my inner thighs with every stride, a filthy reminder of how he’d claimed me even as the safehouse burned above us. We burst into the secondary bunker — a fortified underground fortress stocked with supplies, medical equipment, and enough weapons to wage a small war. The heavy blast doors sealed behind us with a resounding thud. For a moment, silence fell, broken only by Lila’s pained gasps.

“I think he wants to talk.” “Eleven century old Shadow Council member wants a conversation.” Jamie looks at Kade. “Still a trap,” Kade says. “Probably.” Jamie gets out of the car. “Four minutes.” The drainage tunnel is exactly as tight as Jai described. Jamie moves through it on her elbows. The dragon bone wound screams with every shift of her torso. She breathes through it and keeps moving. Forty meters. Sixty. Eighty meters, then the access point opens into a dark basement. Old machinery. Dust. The smell of decades of disuse.

Attractiveness -100% (environmental effect)! [Warning! Your 'Extreme Acute Emaciation' is worsening! Stamina -75%, Strength -75%, Agility -75%!] "I know, System! No need to spell it out!" Bima snapped internally, trying to ignore the sudden wave of weakness washing over him. He clicked on the solar-powered flashlight from his backpack. The white beam swept through the darkness, revealing a narrow tunnel lined with pulsating, reddish-purple muscle tissue. Thick, greenish-yellow liquid dripped from the walls, creating slippery puddles on the floor.

A robotic voice crackled: "Identify: Ashina Kai. Status: Non-hostile. Blood Signature: Verified." The barricades dropped. I groaned but pushed forward; at this rate, Maya was going to wake up whilst in this car. The passage led to a long tunnel that moved into the base of the mountain. Outside, everything looked rugged, poor, and not well-maintained. But the deeper I drove, the more it changed. Fluorescent lights lit the tunnel with a cold, clinical glow. Surveillance drones clung like bats to the high, vaulted ceiling of the tunnel tracking my movement and every act.