The room was so dark it felt endless, making it hard to breathe or know which way was up. Every move Mara made felt heavy, like the darkness was pushing down on her. She could barely see Aveline ahead, her outline faintly lit by the small light Aveline had turned on.
“Stay close,” Aveline said, her voice calm but firm. “We’re almost there.”
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