Chapter 86

Kyle's boots hit the stone floor with a deliberate, heavy rhythm. He wasn't trying to be quiet anymore. There was no point in stalking through a tomb that seemed to stretch into infinity. He moved with sloppy, dragging steps, the sound echoing off the damp walls of the Stygian Labyrinth. Small shapes shifted in the darkness ahead. Squeals pierced the gloom as giant rats, their eyes reflecting the dim light of his surroundings, lunged from the cracks in the masonry. Kyle didn't break his stride....