It's dark. It's very dark.
Your lantern barely lights the way, the flame dancing wildly, though you feel no breeze. The air is stagnant and warm, and though you are moving slowly, you breathe heavily. You descend farther and farther into the temple, seriously considering turning around. But you know there is no going back. Not now. At last, you reach a dimly lit chamber. Candles flicker, casting your shadow on to the cavern walls. The silence is overwhelming. What happens now?
A chill runs up your spine. Again, you consider leaving, though your feet feel like lead. Suddenly, a low hiss from a shadowy corner.
FORESEE // verb, be aware of beforehand; predict.
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