“Keep moving,” the deep, threatening voice rumbled from the darkness of the hallway.
I couldn't see their faces, but I could tell they were nervous by the quick movements they made as I pressed myself against the wall and felt the cold marble pierce my hands. No matter who they were, they didn’t fit in here.
“What if we get discovered?” a second voice hissed sharply.
"Then we complete the task," the first one responded, frigid and resolute.
I took a deep breath, listening for their footsteps to diminish before I boldly glanced down the corridor. Two figures vanished around the corner, their motions intentional, perilous. A part of me shouted to return to the safety of my room, but curiosity—driven by fear—compelled me to follow them instead.
The magnificent Levi mansion, featurin
