Chapter 45
The deeper they took her, the colder it got. Sasha's boots dragged across rusted metal grates and cracked concrete. The guards didn’t say a word. Two flanked her, one behind, each carrying electrified batons and rifles slung across their backs. The lights overhead flickered, casting long, jittery shadows on the walls. A humming sound filled the air—a low, static buzz like some mechanical monster breathing deep in the belly of the earth. Then the corridor ended at a heavy, reinforced steel door. One of the guards swiped a clearance card. The other grinned at Sasha, his teeth yellow and rotting. “Welcome to the Pit, sweetheart.” The door groaned open. Sasha was shoved inside, the sudden darkness swallowing her whole. The door slammed shut behind her with a thunderous finality. No light
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