Chapter 84: Grik's Past (Part 3)
I stood in the silent, freezing vault of the Labyrinth, my glowing red eyes locked on the stone floor as I recalled the absolute nightmare.
My pack sat entirely motionless around me, captivated by the horror of a world they had never seen.
"When the dead started climbing out of the walls," I continued, my voice a hollow rasp, "the fragile illusion of our modern, scientific world shattered completely. Absolute pandemonium broke out."
SCREEEAAAM!
"The technician who had triggered the trap lost his mind. He scrambled backward, slipping on the frost, and began screaming for his mother. The leader, Mark, yelled for us to run, but his voice cracked in pure panic. It was useless. The entrance was already blocked."
I clenched my brass fist, the gears whining softly in the quiet vault. Just thinking of those memories made me feel miserable.
