Legacy of secrets

11

We stepped into the tunnel, the air cool and musty, as if no one had been here in years. The walls were lined with old stones, and I felt a chill run down my spine. Whatever we had stumbled upon, it was big. And it was connected to my family.

Ethan took the lead, his flashlight casting eerie shadows on the walls. I stayed close behind, with Liam just a step behind me, making quiet remarks under his breath to lighten the mood. I couldn't help but laugh at a few, despite the serious situation. Liam had a way of making everything seem less overwhelming.

As we walked deeper into the tunnel, we found inscriptions on the walls, faded but still readable. They were in a language I didn't understand, but Ethan seemed to recognize some of the symbols.

"I've seen these before," he muttered. "There's a code here. We'll have to figure it out."

Liam leaned closer, studying the walls. "Looks like your family's been keeping secrets for a long time, Blair. This place is ancient."

I bit my lip, a mix of curiosity and unease swirling inside me. "I need to know what it all means."

We spent hours deciphering the markings, but it was clear we were only scratching the surface of something much bigger. By the time we left the tunnel, I had more questions than answers-and I couldn't shake the feeling that Ethan was keeping something from me.