Labyrinth Oubliette Novels & Stories

Coordinates nested inside an old Umbra sequence activated by Luciana's letter. It had pulsed with one word: "DIO." ~~~~~~~~~~ THE VAULT The walls shimmered like ice but were composed of liquid nitrogen-infused glass. It was colder than any vault Lorenzo had entered before. And quiet. Too quiet. Then they saw it. A cylindrical stasis chamber suspended in a core of blue light. The floor was engraved with circles inside circles—a labyrinth pattern, exact to the Benedetti house crest before the fall of Naples. Aria moved first. Lorenzo followed.

In the blink of an eye, we descended five levels underground. Elijah gripped my hand, guiding me to walk with him in the hallway cast in yellow light. Something was up. I could feel it in the air, like a pungent scent concealed beneath layers of sweet perfume. The eerie silence in the hallway only fuels the anxiousness flooding my chest. I breathed out, closing my eyes as we passed through a series of doors with single-digit numbers written on the top. “Be ready,” he mumbled as we passed room number 8. “Not everything is what it seems.”

That single line has been replaying in my head all evening. Not because it was flirtatious. It wasn't. It was simply interested. Curious. And curiosity from a man like him feels strangely intoxicating. I push open the lab door. Inside, the room smells faintly of cotton fibres and machine oil. Large testing equipment sits quietly along the walls—designed to measure tensile strength, elasticity, structural stress. In the centre is a worktable. On that table—silk. My silk. I carefully unwrap the small bundle I brought from home. Soft cream threads spill across the table like liquid light. Even under harsh laboratory lamps, silk carries its own glow.

Lower Lab Level 2 — The Chamber The stairs opened into a massive underground chamber. It wasn’t a hallway this time. It was a pit. A wide circular room with walkways along the edges and a yawning drop in the center. Cables hung like dead vines. Screens flickered softly, half-buried in dust. And at the bottom of the chamber— Something moved. Lena stepped to the rail, peering over. Her breath caught. At first, it looked like a collapsed mass of metal and flesh. Then it shifted. And she saw: Half a dozen stabilizer spines fused together

Tapi’s Furys are known to exist only in the Labyrinth of Shadows―a dreaded dwelling created by the legendary sorcerer, Tapi, to shield Kings of the Realm from the talons of Firnes. It has endless pillars—of roughly stacked stones—spread out in rows through the Labyrinth, all leaving four paces between each other. The pillars’ tops reach the sky where they disappear in black clouds of rumbling mess, while their bases are rocks shaped like vines, stretching out as roots on the dry, rough ground. One distinctive feature of the Labyrinth is its colorless nature. Diverse smell is not a leisure either. One could wear whatever scent they liked. As strong as it may be, it all ends in a blast of roas

The stone building, with its arched domed roof and walls carved with the symbol of the Blood Moon, radiated a sense of ancient dignity and solemnity. Lyra walked slowly down the long stone-paved corridor, her gaze pausing at the bright red geraniums placed beside the windows. And then, a wave of dizziness suddenly struck her. She stumbled slightly, catching herself on the window frame, her breaths coming fast and shallow. In that moment, it was as if someone had torn away the veil that had cloaked her memories all these years. One by one, the images flooded back, sharp and piercing, like shards of glass.

Kabir's wheelchair-bound form seemed to symbolize the chains that bound him to Haider's world, a world that had ensnared her as well. As the morning sunlight streamed through the windows, casting intricate patterns on the floor, Ameera's thoughts wove a tapestry of confusion and clarity. The lines between right and wrong, trust and betrayal, had blurred into shades of gray. She had been drawn into a web of power and secrets, and the threads of her fate were now entwined with those of the men she had come to know.

The greater haunts flashed a grotesque smile, snatched up Sally and Christopher, and with a surge of excitement, dove into the fissure. I allowed a small smile to play on my lips, silently wishing that Christopher and his mother would find some twisted pleasure in the greater haunts' relentless attention for all eternity. Even though the haunts had departed, the massive fissure in the sky continued to spin slowly, a silent reminder that they could return at any moment.

“The first test… Retrieve the orb” As soon as the herald declared the word, the atmosphere changed and everything around began to morph into a Labyrinth. A single, curvy path that seems to wind back on itself, hiding the view of the center. The walls, made up of hedges, felt as though they were closing in on me It was quiet. Eerily quiet. A gush of wind blew past, throwing me off balance. My arms folded over my stomach. “Valerie?” I called, eyes darting around my surroundings.

“ Thays what I thought. Now pay attention so I can explain to you what you can expect in my labyrinth. First of all, the labyrinth is designed to test you in every way possible. In there, you’ll be face to face with your worst fears, creatures you’ve been taught to fear as children. And of course, it is pretty easy to get lost. I can’t begin to tell you how many have wandered this very labyrinth until dying because they couldn’t find the exit. Of course, if you see one of your fellow prisoners, you two may end up fighting. You could team up, sure, but honestly, can you trust the others around you? After all, I’ll only be offering the reward to the first few who successfully navigate the laby