"Grave? You mean… many people died here?" I asked, needing to be sure.
"Yes. And many of their bodies were never recovered," Alice said nonchalantly as she twirled a lock of her hair.
I glanced at Bob. He looked back at me with the same pale expression. Sweat was trickling down my forehead, but luckily, I was already drenched from the journey, so no one could tell it was fear sweat.
"Are you scared?" Alice asked, her smile playful and a little wicked.
"O-of course not! We're going to be adventurers soon. This is nothing. H-ha… ha…" Bob replied with a laugh that sounded like it was limping.
"Well, that's good to hear," Alice said, her smile lingering.
"Stop teasing them, Alice," Beltimore said, finally closing his book and looking at us.
"What she said is true," he continued. "This cave has claimed many lives in the past. That's why it was sealed for years. But there haven't been any recent deaths, so the danger should be… manageable."
Somehow, that did not comfort me at all.
