Elio descended through the tunnel opening, his mind still processing the events of the seventh level.
The darkness of the tunnel enveloped him, dimly lit by the glow of the summons. He expected to find his team diligently working on the expansion, but instead...
"What?" was all he could articulate, his mind trying to make sense of the situation.
He looked around, noticing the expectant expressions on his companions' faces.
Something didn't add up.
Why were they all gathered like this? And why were they asking about hair color preferences? The elephants of his team members seemed to sense the tension, shifting uneasily in the confined space.
But then, another realization hit him. He frowned, remembering that the height of the tunnel hadn't changed.