Laboratory No. 0: Apocalypse Reborn

Dark, gloomy, and damp, the tunnel reeked of decay and blood. Your left hand throbbed, dripping blood from the forced landing. The metallic scent mingled with damp earth and unknown stenches, creating an unbearable miasma. This wasn't a natural cave; stone bricks covered in moss hinted at a man-made structure, now in ruins. Dust covered the floor, littered with unrecognizable debris. A suffocating silence pressed in, broken only by your slightly hurried, yet cautious, footsteps and heavy breathing. You were injured, trying to control every sound, driven by a desperate faith. We can't fail here. We are only a little bit closer and closer to our goal. You had lost everything to get here, hope was just ahead. The faint yellow beam of your flashlight cut through the oppressive darkness, illuminating only a small area in front of you, making the surrounding shadows seem even more menacing.