Eventually, amidst the overwhelming terror and suffocating uncertainty that surrounded them, something remarkable caught his eye—a faint, flickering light, almost ethereal, beckoning from the depths of one of the tunnel’s narrow passages. It was a small, barely visible glow, but it stood out against the oppressive darkness that engulfed them, offering a whisper of hope in an otherwise despairing landscape. With a renewed sense of urgency igniting his spirit, Vin steeled himself and pressed forward, his heart pounding in his chest. He shot a glance back at his friends, their faces pale and anxious as shadows danced across the walls, and with a reassuring nod, he beckoned them to follow him toward that miniature beacon of hope. Each step felt heavy with the weight of their fears, yet the lig
