After heaving a long sigh, Grey took his first step into the deep cave. The moment his foot crossed the threshold, a faint echo rippled through the air, spreading down the stone passage like a whispered greeting from the earth itself. The air grew colder, heavier, filled with the scent of damp rock and ancient stillness. His shadow stretched long and thin across the uneven ground as faint traces of spirit light shimmered along the walls, illuminating strange patterns that might have been natural, or might not have been.
