Following the tracks
He followed the tracks, his heart pounding, feeling the tension rise with every step. The corridor seemed to stretch endlessly, the faint echoes of his footsteps amplifying the quiet.
‘Stay focused,’ he told himself, pushing forward. The beam from his flashlight flickered slightly, adding to the unease that gnawed at him.
He felt exposed, every sound magnified in the cavernous space, the girl’s presence just out of reach, leading him farther in.