REJECTED MATE
She nodded and flicked her head, indicating for me to take a look at the papers at the bottom of the drawer.
I picked up some yellowed paper, finding the schematics for something called THE RUN. It was a network of twisting tunnels, with intersections labelled in Latin with words like inferno, eflugium, and mundus.
My eyes narrowed. It almost looked like they had dug their way out of Hell, but such a feat was impossible. Hell wasn’t an underground lair, but another dimension…
At least that was what we had learned in the academy.
A knock on the door made my heart leapfrog toward the back of my throat, and I stuffed the schematics back into the desk.
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