Story 418: The Labyrinth Below

The team's footsteps echoed faintly through the damp corridors as they emerged into a massive underground network. Water sloshed around their boots, the dim amber glow of old lamps casting distorted reflections across the rippling surface. The air was thick with humidity, carrying a pungent mix of decay and stagnant water.

“This place screams ‘ambush,’” Shadow muttered, her voice low as her sniper rifle scanned the darkness.

Commander Rook raised a fist, signaling the team to halt. “Ghost, get a scan of the area,” he ordered, his eyes narrowing as he studied the labyrinthine layout ahead.

Ghost activated her handheld scanner, its faint beeps echoing eerily. “The tunnels stretch out in multiple directions. Strong electromagnetic interference ahead—it’s messing with the signal. We’ll have to map this the old-fashioned way.”

“Figures,” Rook grunted. “Stay sharp. We’re not alone down here.”