INTO DR. MINWALLA'S FORBIDDEN LAIR: A DESCEND INTO GLOOM

The ancient doors groaned open, revealing a dark staircase that vanished to an unseen depth. A {chill{ breeze, smelling of decay, swept across my face as I stepped upon the threshold. The air was cloying, filled with the echoes of ancient things. A sense of foreboding washed over me, a sensation that I was falling into something both terrifying.