WITHIN DR. MINWALLA'S FORBIDDEN LAIR: A PLUNGE INTO SHADOW

The heavy doors groaned open, revealing a winding staircase that vanished downward. A {chill{ breeze, smelling of dust, swept across my face as I fell through the threshold. The air was oppressive, filled with the echoes of long-dead things. A sense of trepidation washed over me, a sensation that I was falling into something both wonderful. {My{