The narrow stone passage twists and turns, descending into a darkness that seems to swallow all light. Each step you take echoes, reverberating as if the shadows themselves are listening. The air is thick and cold, laced with the smell of damp earth and something else—a faint metallic tang that prickles at the edge of your senses. Finally, the passage opens up, revealing a pair of immense wooden doors bound with corroded iron. A dim torch flickers beside them, casting long, wavering shadows. Wi…