CHAPTER: 22 SUPRISE AWAITING

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With Jimin's help, I gingerly tested my weight on my injured ankle, relieved to find that it was nothing more than a minor sprain. Assured of my ability to continue, we turned our attention back to the mysterious step. We carefully examined the surrounding area, scouring every nook and cranny for any sign of a concealed entrance. As we worked together, our senses on high alert, I couldn't shake the feeling of anticipation that gripped me. With each passing moment, the tension in the air thickened the anticipation building to a fever pitch. Every shadow seemed to hold a secret, every whisper a clue waiting to be deciphered. We pressed on, driven by a shared determination to unravel the mystery that lay before us.

Suddenly, Jimin's sharp eyes caught sight of a faint outline on the wall, barely visible in the dim light. With a surge of excitement, we rushed to investigate, our hearts pounding with anticipation. Sure enough, hidden behind a layer of dust and cobwebs, we discovered a small, inconspicuous lever. Namjoon through the microphone asked us to carefully and slowly pull the lever down and back away as soon as we were done, but that would have been way riskier so ignoring Namjoon's words in my mind I asked Jimin to stand a bit away from both the seemingly invisible door and the lever and be prepared to welcome who so ever was there at the other side of the door, and so with bated breath, I reached out and pulled the lever in one go. At first, nothing seemed to happen but later the sound of gears grinding echoed through the abandoned factory. Slowly, almost imperceptibly, a section of the wall began to shift, revealing a hidden set of stairs leading to a basement chamber, beyond relived I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding!

But the relief was short-lived as soon Jungkook's annoyed, Namjoon's stressed and Yoongi's 'so done with this girl' sigh was heard along with V's, KK's, PP's and Rose's relieved sign, Jungkook went crazy over risking Jimin's life with my stupid naughtiness, while Yoongi tried calming him down stating Jimin was fine and nothing happened and he would scold me on everyone's behalf for giving them all a mini heart attack. Namjoon being the leader and the responsible one lectured me not to ever pull off stunts like this in the future. Suhsing them all we resumed our journey into the so-called den.

As we stepped into the hidden chamber, the air seemed to thicken with an ominous presence, sending a chill down my spine that refused to dissipate. Shadows danced along the walls, their movements casting eerie shapes that seemed to shift and morph with each passing moment.

Despite the darkness that enveloped us, I couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. It was as if unseen eyes followed our every move, their gaze piercing through the veil of shadows with an unsettling intensity.

Jimin, ever the vigilant one, scanned our surroundings with a cautious eye, his senses on high alert. His hand rested on the hilt of his dagger, ready to spring into action at the slightest sign of danger. With our senses heightened and our nerves on edge, we cautiously explored the hidden chamber, our footsteps echoing softly against the stone floor. The air was heavy with the weight of anticipation, each breath filled with a sense of foreboding.

As we ventured deeper into the chamber, we encountered a series of cryptic symbols etched into the walls, their meaning shrouded in mystery. Runes and sigils adorned the ancient stone, their intricate designs hinting at a hidden purpose.

Namjoon's voice crackled through the microphone, breaking the tense silence. "Be careful, everyone. We don't know what we might find in there. Stay alert and stick together."

With Namjoon's warning echoing in our ears, we pressed on, determined to uncover the secrets that lay hidden within the chamber. Every step brought us closer to the truth, every symbol a clue waiting to be deciphered.

As we ventured further into the abyss, the shadows enveloped us, casting an eerie veil over our senses. Whispers, like ghostly echoes, danced through the chamber, their urgency palpable yet shrouded in mystery. With a silent exchange, I directed Jimin to explore the right while I ventured left, our hearts pounding in anticipation.

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