Luca's footsteps echoed against the thick walls of the narrow pathway.
His gaze focused ahead while the smell of decay and thick plant foliage assaulted his nostrils.
He had been walking in a straight line.
Unopposed and without conflict for what Luca had calculated was about ten minutes.
And although time was going by, Luca found the trek quite welcoming.
'Is it the quiet… or the impending storm that I know is ahead? I can't help but enjoy this moment.'
He had always felt in tune with the Abyss.
The Trance was a test carried out in this very place, although, without the portal.
'Perhaps that's why…'
He shook the thought away when he reached a turn. "My first turn." He muttered.
'All this time, I've been walking in a straight line… I even pondered turning back and trying one of the other pathways.'
There were no instructions. No riddles.
Just five paths. Unassuming in nature, to the point Luca felt nothing from them.
He walked past the corner and froze.
