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The grinding sound was overpowering even before the gateway came into view. The ceiling of the tunnel sloped upward to reach the top of a high arch. Sparkling silver bars covered the opening, obscuring my view of the moving things beyond.
“There really isn’t much I can tell you about this.” Eric squinted through the shining bars. “Keep up, don’t touch anything, don’t get crushed. If I ask you to do something, assume it’s for your survival.”
Devon rolled his eyes.
“Isn’t that you wanted me to do?” Eric asked. “Give you an honest representation of what to expect?”
“Let’s just go.” Devon reached for the bars.
I expected Eric to stop him or for Devon to be electrocuted and die, but he grabbed the gate and swung it open.
My brain froze, trying to comprehend what was happening. It look
