ALARIC POV
*Carry you home- Alex Warren*
We followed the rogue through one hallway after another, the space shifting around us without warning, narrowing just enough to make your shoulders brush the walls if you didn’t pay attention, then opening again into something wider but somehow worse, less finished, less clean, the concrete slowly giving way to raw stone like the place had been dug out instead of built, like it had grown downward instead of being designed.
The lighting changed with it.
Dimmer.
Harsher.
The kind that didn’t fully illuminate anything but still managed to cast shadows that moved when they shouldn’t, stretching too long, bending at angles that didn’t make sense unless you stopped thinking about it.
We were going down, not through stairs though, it was more… a slo
