The air grew with the scent of decay. Each step echoed through the tunnel, a lonely sound that vanished into the oppressive darkness. The walls were cold and slick, hissing secrets in a language I couldn't understand. A creeping unease took hold through me, a knot in my stomach. Ahead stretched an impenetrable darkness Voices from the Nether

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The air grew heavy with the scent of decay as you descended. Each footstep echoed through the hollow darkness, a rhythm that pulsed in your bones. The walls pressed close, their rough surface scraping against your clothing. A shiver ran down your back, not from the cold but from a deeper, more primal fear. The blackness seemed to breathe, alive wit

The air grew heavy with the scent of decay as you descended. Each step echoed through the deafening darkness, a rhythm that pulsed in your veins. The walls pressed close, their rough surface scraping against your suit. A shiver ran down your neck, not from the temperature but from a deeper, more primal unease. darktunnel The blackness seemed to bre