WITHIN DR. MINWALLA'S FORBIDDEN LAIR: A JOURNEY INTO DARKNESS

The ancient doors groaned open, revealing a spiral staircase that led downward. A {chill{ breeze, smelling of forgotten secrets, swept across my face as I hesitated upon the threshold. The air was oppressive, filled with the echoes of forgotten things. A sense of dread washed over me, a conviction that I was entering into something both unknown.