Lina stepped through the door first. A sudden rush of cold — not air, but memory — wrapped around her like a fog. She turned to find Alex behind her, already pale.
They were no longer in the tunnels.
The world outside the door was… alive. A vast subterranean garden stretched in all directions, roots of impossible trees spiralling from the ceiling like neu…
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