Chapter 50 Back From The Dark

• The jungle thinned into a narrow, winding corridor of metallic walls, its silver sheen catching the dim light that flickered above them. Each step echoed with an unsettling hollow clang, like walking inside the ribcage of a giant beast. The group’s breaths were uneven, each of them aware that the quiet was unnatural too deliberate.
• Grant limped beside Rhea, his arm bandaged but still oozing faintly through the fabric. Every so often, he’d hiss softly, trying to hide it from the others. Ivy walked ahead with her arms folded, scanning every corner like something might leap at them at any second. Thomas brought up the rear, eyes darting over his shoulder as though the walls might suddenly close in.
• They’d been moving for what felt like hours.