The Golden Cellar
The vault hummed. It was a low sound. A drone. Miles heard it in his teeth. He stood in the center. The air was stale. Cold. It tasted of iron. And old stone. The lights flickered. Once. Twice. Then they died. Darkness swallowed him. Total. Absolute. He did not move. He breathed. In. Out. Slowly. His heart beat. Thump. Thump. Thump. A war drum. In the dark, voices rose. They were not human. Or...
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