Day 14
It was clear I was in some kind of underground complex. Why were there weapons? What was the fire.
The more I searched the deeper the mystery grew. I was beginning to regret ever getting involved in all of this. I should have gone home instead of being such a fool.
But, here I was—I needed to press forward. I needed to find a way out, and hopefully I might find answers to the other mysteries I’d uncovered along the way.
My heart hammered against my ribs, and my breath caught in my throat. I pushed into the room, and scanned the array of weapons before me.
I didn’t want to arm myself, but I knew I needed to.
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