As we went deeper, the shouts became louder and tremors began running through the floor and walls around us.
Betty gripped her gun so tight, that I feared her knuckles would turn white.
Both below and behind, the smell of fear and trouble wafted up, but I found a sort of joy going through me because without doing a thing, a 3D image of the world beneath and above was flickering in and out of my head.
This deep underground and close to the bunker, the concentration of nature energy in the atmosphere had drastically increased, and whatever perks I had gained from mutating my Psion were beginning to show once more.
"We're almost there," Betty muttered some seconds later as the bright light from down below became much stronger, and in no time, we arrived at an open door.
The blonde opted to jump to the side and hide beside the door, but as for me, I walked straight in, my hands in my pocket.
