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Chapter 34: The Forgotten Room
Author: Rosfun
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The stairwell wasn't supposed to be there.

Lina nearly lost her balance when the stone beneath her foot dropped suddenly. It sank down with a hollow metallic sound that echoed weirdly.

"Kai, hold on. Stop moving right there."

He froze halfway through his next step. Those shadowy wisps curled around his boots like smoke.

Her hand slid over the wall's surface until she found it. A straight crack in the stonework running downward like someone had sliced it open with a blade. When she pushed harder, the whole section shifted. The grinding noise made it seem like something huge beneath the school building had just stirred awake.

A draft seeped out. It wasn’t the cool, fresh air of tunnels she’d read about in books. This air was old. Heavy. It carried the smell of damp parchment and iron, dust and rot.

Lina swallowed. “This… wasn’t on the map.”

Kai didn’t answer. He just stepped forward, pushing against the wall until it yielded fully. Stones ground aside, forming an opening just wide
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