"Arrived? What do you mean?"
Before Moran could ask further, the corner wall right in front of them suddenly began to writhe frantically as if it had a life of its own. Faint sounds of an unknown roar could be heard, and immediately afterward, the flame on the cane in Moran's hand flickered unceasingly before suddenly going out.
Darkness instantly enveloped the surroundings, so pitch black that one could not see one's own hand in front of one's face, and all sound was swallowed up.
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