My elbow grazed the stone wall which felt cool and damp against my skin. The headlamp cast a dim light over the man ahead of me-Markus. Our hurried footsteps echoed through the passage as we made multiple turns-left, right, left, left, right, forward, right.
“Markus, do you know where we’re going? Are you sure whatever that thing was didn’t follow us in here?”I spoke in a hushed tone.