Ch. 22 ⭐

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Barmer royal palace,
0100 hours


The Super Six emerged from their rooms silently, each dressed in completely black outfits. As if in silent agreement, they had placed pillows on their beds to create the illusion of being asleep, should anyone check on them. They found the pathway to the dungeons easily, and with silent footsteps, they began their descent. 

The air grew colder and damper as they moved deeper into the dungeons. The walls were made of rough, aged stone, with moss creeping through the cracks, giving the place an eerie, ancient feel. Flickering torches provided dim light, casting long, wavering shadows that danced ominously around them.

Ali peeked around the threshold of the dungeon. Seeing no one, he gestured for the others to follow. They tiptoed into the hallway, which branched off into multiple corridors. Each corridor was lined with jail cells, their iron bars rusted and creaky.

Many of the jail cells were in a state of disrepair, with broken bars and crumbling walls. Cobwebs hung thick in the corners, and a damp, musty smell permeated the air, indicating that these cells had been abandoned for a long time.

However, as they ventured further, they noticed a stark contrast. Some of the jail cells were in surprisingly good condition. The iron bars looked freshly maintained, and the stone walls were clean and intact. These cells seemed as if they were still in use, a chilling realization that sent shivers down their spines. The difference between the dilapidated and the well-kept cells was striking and suspicious, hinting at a hidden, perhaps sinister, activity within the dungeons.


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The Super Six exchanged wary glances, their initial excitement now mingled with unease. They knew they had to tread carefully as they continued their exploration, for the dungeons were not as abandoned as they had seemed.

They walked ahead a little more when their eyes caught light coming from one of the corridors. They exchanged quick glances and decided to split into two teams to cover more ground and investigate carefully.

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