The Tunnel: The Other Side Of Darkness นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Tory seems to have everything together she basically planned everything by herself and I just agreed She said we need to drug him so that it’s possible to get him without a fight we found a abandoned house that had a basement and away from anyone and decided it would be the perfect spot to start I looked up the address and found it for sell at auction so we had to win at a bidding war I had been saving since I was 15 so I was able to get the house for 10,000 it was just a small cabin I would fix it up later for anything we needed but for now we decided to work on the basement gutting it and installing soundproof walls and floors tapered with plastic for easy removal the perfect torture room

We didn't let the darkness win. END OF VOLUME ONE

What he found on the other side amazed him. Darkness. It was the first time he would ever seen real darkness in the city. It was not that there was no light at all, but the light was so dim and flickering that for a moment he almost could not see anything. Then he realized what the sources of the light was. Fire! Scattered here and there throughout the tunnel was tiny fires. The chamber he had entered was a long tunnel, may be ten meter high, carved from a solid rock. The floor was wet, the wall, oozing and dripping. A thick acrid haze of smoke filled the tunnel.

he declared, a proclamation that echoed with the arrogance of one who believed victory was inevitable. In the dimly lit basement, the entrance to our tunnel beckoned like a lifeline. With a surge of determination, we opened the concealed opening of the tunnel, the cool darkness offering refuge from the chaos above. The tunnel stretched before us like a path to salvation, a narrow passageway leading away from the impending storm. As we navigated the winding tunnel with the little strength we had left, the distant echo of an explosion reverberated through the earth. Jake had activated the grenade, unleashing a controlled chaos in the room where Draxler stood.

“You were ordered to stand down, Reyes.” Reyes ignored that, pointing a finger. “You said you’d send a team down there. I want to know what they found.” A tense pause. Then Vernon sighed and stepped closer, voice low but stern. “The tunnel’s real. Engineering-grade steel. It runs at least four city blocks, maybe more. We don’t know how far it goes yet — it splits in multiple directions. Booby traps, broken lighting, tripwires rigged to collapse sections. This wasn’t a last-minute job. It’s a goddamn rabbit warren.”

The cold, suffocating darkness swallowed me whole while Marcus followed, pulling the hatch shut above us with a soft thud. At the bottom, torches flickered to life one by one, revealing a tunnel carved out of stone and supported by wooden beams. It stretched ahead into even greater darkness, but I could now hear distant voices somewhere ahead. Marcus moved past me without a word, limping badly. I followed because I didn't know what else to do. The tunnel opened into a cavern. It didn't look natural, it was dug out, expanded and reinforced intentionally. Many tents dotted the space, fires burned in metal drums, and people were everywhere.

Idris's POV The descent is not something I will describe without flinching, even now. I have been through the tunnel once already, when I came up through it to find Ronan and the others, and the memory of the first time did not prepare me for the second. The darkness in it is complete, the kind of dark that does not adjust to, that presses against your eyes with physical weight. The tunnel narrows without warning and widens without pattern, and the sounds of the battle above fade within the first thirty seconds until there is nothing but the breathing of the wolves behind me and the sound of my own footsteps on ancient stone.

The tunnel was damp and narrow, its stone walls slick with the moisture that seemed to seep from the earth itself. The air smelled stale, heavy with the scent of forgotten things, of secrecy and abandonment. Yet in the midst of the darkness, a spark of hope flickered between Nia and Ash, a brief reprieve from the chaos above.

CHAPTER 68 — The Tunnel of Reckoning The tunnels beneath the city were dark, damp, and echoing with the distant chaos above. Every drip of water sounded like a ticking clock, counting down the seconds until the cloaked figure caught up to us. I ran beside Luca, his energy still glowing, casting long, flickering shadows on the walls. He was different now—stronger, more alive, but still unstable. Every pulse of power seemed to stretch him, both physically and mentally.

Tears burned in my eyes as loud, lively music played outside. I picked up the diamond ring from the floor. It still sparkled under the lights, but it did not seem as bright as it used to be. The cheers from outside made my head feel heavier, and my body was burning up. Before I knew it, I was leaning against the cold wall, slipping into a dream. In the dream, Nancy held me tight, telling me she believed in me and loved only me. However, then, everything changed. She was in Hank's arms, calling me "number 147."