A dull echo resonates along the damp walls, while silence fills the tunnel. Shadows dance on the cold stone, shaped by a pale light falling from above—an invitation or a warning?

The rusty ladder rises from the darkness, its rungs marked by time. Each step upward brings one closer to the unknown. What awaits above? Freedom or another illusion?

A breath of fresh air drifts down, brushing against the skin, while below, the darkness lingers, holding its secrets, its unanswered questions.

Do you climb? Or do you turn back?