112 Something hidden - Part 2

"Mind the stairs," Luke said in front of me, holding the lantern in one hand and my hand in the other.

The underground room was very dark, and the only source of light in this place was the lantern in Luke's hand and the light that came through the open door. The dust here was even worse than what was upstairs. 

Immediately after opening the door, I could smell something unpleasant coming from under here. The smell grew even worse as I walked down the stairs, and I could finally tell what kind of a smell this was. It was the smell of magic—black magic.