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The University
** Chapter 17 :The Seven Shadows**
Ann, Matthew, and Yasmine were frantically searching for a way out of the unsettling room. The air was heavy with dread, and the flickering torchlight made the ancient stone walls seem alive with movement. Meanwhile, Mira, Ryan, and Nora remained unconscious, their bodies sprawled lifelessly across the cold ground.
Suddenly, Ann’s voice rang out, filled with a spark of hope. “Guys! I found a door! There’s a door here!”
Matthew and Yasmine rushed to her side, their hearts pounding with excitement. The door was large and imposing, made of dark, ancient wood reinforced with iron. They pushed against it with all their strength, but it refused to budge. It was locked from the outside.
“I think I found another one!” Yasmine called out from across the room. Ann and Matthew ran to her, only to face the same result. The door was immovable.
They continued their frantic search, discovering three more doors hidden among the shadows. Each was as unyielding as the first. Despite their desperate efforts, none of the doors would open.
“These doors are too heavy and locked tight,” Ann said, her voice filled with frustration.
Matthew wiped the sweat from his brow, his mind racing. “There’s no point wasting more time on these,” he said firmly. “Let’s look for another way out—or at least something we can use as a weapon.”
They scoured the room, but aside from dead leaves scattered on the ground, the stone slab in the center, and their bags—now suspiciously emptied of anything useful—they found nothing.
Suddenly, Ann froze, her head snapping toward one of the doors. “Shh! Guys, I hear footsteps!” she whispered, her voice...
Ann, Matthew, and Yasmine were frantically searching for a way out of the unsettling room. The air was heavy with dread, and the flickering torchlight made the ancient stone walls seem alive with movement. Meanwhile, Mira, Ryan, and Nora remained unconscious, their bodies sprawled lifelessly across the cold ground.
Suddenly, Ann’s voice rang out, filled with a spark of hope. “Guys! I found a door! There’s a door here!”
Matthew and Yasmine rushed to her side, their hearts pounding with excitement. The door was large and imposing, made of dark, ancient wood reinforced with iron. They pushed against it with all their strength, but it refused to budge. It was locked from the outside.
“I think I found another one!” Yasmine called out from across the room. Ann and Matthew ran to her, only to face the same result. The door was immovable.
They continued their frantic search, discovering three more doors hidden among the shadows. Each was as unyielding as the first. Despite their desperate efforts, none of the doors would open.
“These doors are too heavy and locked tight,” Ann said, her voice filled with frustration.
Matthew wiped the sweat from his brow, his mind racing. “There’s no point wasting more time on these,” he said firmly. “Let’s look for another way out—or at least something we can use as a weapon.”
They scoured the room, but aside from dead leaves scattered on the ground, the stone slab in the center, and their bags—now suspiciously emptied of anything useful—they found nothing.
Suddenly, Ann froze, her head snapping toward one of the doors. “Shh! Guys, I hear footsteps!” she whispered, her voice...
