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

The ancient doors groaned open, revealing a dark staircase that vanished into the abyss. A {chill{ breeze, smelling here of decay, swept across my face as I stepped upon the threshold. The air was thick, filled with the whispers of forgotten things. A sense of foreboding washed over me, a conviction that I was entering into something both unknown.