Chapter 17: Trapped

Lucas descended deeper into the dark, broken building below the ground, his heart pounding in his chest. The walls were jagged and uneven as if they had been ripped apart by some terrible force. The air was musty and damp, and Lucas could smell the faint scent of decay and rot. As he moved deeper into the building, he began to hear strange noises, the sound of shuffling feet and eerie whispers that seemed to be coming from all around him.

Lucas shuddered, his body seized with fear. He felt a chill so cold that he was shivering all over, and his heart was pounding in his chest. He had never felt so scared in his life. The place seemed haunted as if it was alive with malevolent spirits that were watching his every move. He heard the sound of shuffling feet and the scrape of claws on the ground, and he knew that he was not alone.

Lucas crept through the dark, broken hallways, his heart pounding in his chest. He felt a cold breath on the back of his neck, and he spun around, his claws at the ready. But there was nothing there, only the eerie whisper of the wind. He kept moving, his wings spread wide, ready for anything. The walls seemed to close in on him, and the darkness grew thicker. He felt like he was being suffocated, and he couldn't escape the feeling of dread that was creeping into his soul.

Suddenly, Lucas heard a bloodcurdling scream, and he felt his heart skip a beat. He turned to run, but the walls seemed to shift and move, blocking his path. He was trapped, trapped in this dark, haunted place, with no way out. He felt like he was losing his mind, and he could hear the sound of evil laughter echoing in his ears. He screamed, but no one answered. He was alone, alone in the darkness, with no hope of escape.