C21 Into the abyss

The shadow’s grip was ice and fire all at once, searing his throat as it yanked him down.

“Lucas!” Vashti’s scream echoed through the cavern, raw and desperate—then cut off as the red haze swallowed him whole.

He plunged.

Darkness smothered him, thick as tar. The air reeked of blood and decay. The further he fell, the louder the whispers became—thousands of voices slithering across his mind