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

The iron doors groaned open, revealing a dark staircase that descended to an unseen depth. A {chill{ breeze, smelling of decay, swept across my face as I fell inside the threshold. The air was oppressive, filled with the sighs of forgotten things. A sense of trepidation washed over me, a conviction that I was falling into something both unknown.