Darkness swallowed the chamber completely. The lantern flames violently went out as if it was planned.
Elena and Margaret gasped at the same time, fear of what came next crawled in. Inhaling air had become a challenge, the darkness around the room felt wrong. The laugh echoed again far below them, yet it sounded close. It was hard to determine the depth or distance between sounds due to the mysterious architectural layout of the chapel. The same hysterical laughter she had heard near the Black Door, the same voice that mentioned her name, was present.
"Lucien."
The whisper escaped her lips as she searched the darkness. Immediately, a strong hand found hers. It was Lucien. His fingers tightened around hers. She felt a silent reassurance at once.
"I'm here."
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