Chapter 19

The transition was instantaneous. Kyle felt his vision shift, the world tilting into a brief, suffocating blackness before his boots hit solid ground. He blinked, the air around him turning cold and damp. He was no longer in the forest. He stood at the mouth of a long hallway constructed from shattered, ancient stones. Faint, bioluminescent blue mushrooms clung to the cracks in the masonry, casting a ghostly pallor over the floor. Kyle's hand immediately went to his hip for his daggers, then...