“What do you think—whoever built this went all out and installed plumbing?” Ethan huffed softly, grateful for the levity. “If there’s a working shower down here, I’m officially impressed.” The sound thickened as they went on, less like dripping now and more like a constant rush—water moving somewhere unseen, trapped and redirected through the mountain.
It filled the tunnel until it was almost comforting, a background noise that made the place feel less empty. Almost. They were just starting to relax when it happened. Footsteps. Not ahead of them. Above them. Fast. Unmistakably human. Someone running hard, boots striking stone in quick succession. Nora screamed.