Conspiracy

This… this can't be right.

Something's off… I can feel it. It's almost as if I'm walking right into someone's trap, with how easy this has all been.

The moment I set foot in the mansion's hall, everything went wrong. The floor beneath me…

… it collapsed.

"Damn it!" I cursed, brandishing my katana, ready for anything lurking in the shadows. But what lay below wasn't what I expected.

A tunnel.

A dark, metallic tunnel.

I glanced up to the gaping hole above me, already sealed shut by the collapsing floor. My exit was gone. Before me stretched an endless length of cylindrical metal piping, leading deep into the unknown.

I sighed. Why a tunnel? And where does it even lead?

-Crick!

I looked down. Scattered at my feet were skeletal remains—bones cracked beneath each step. Had I missed them before, or had I just been too distracted? My mind buzzed with questions as I nudged a skull aside.