Story 551: The Mausoleum’s Curse

The rain intensified, pelting the shattered remains of the cemetery as ZETU regrouped near the imposing mausoleum. Lightning forked across the sky, illuminating the grotesque carvings of screaming faces etched into the mausoleum’s cracked stone walls. From its shadowed entrance, a faint, sickly green glow pulsed in rhythm with the thunder, as if beckoning the team deeper into the abyss.

“This glow is the same as the lantern,” Ethan “Brain” O’Connor said over the comms, his voice tinged with concern. “If it’s resonating like that, there’s something even more dangerous inside.”

Captain Marcus Kane gripped his shotgun tighter, his steely eyes locked on the mausoleum. “Huntress, Quick Shot, take point. Shield and Blaze, hold the perimeter. Brain, I need eyes on whatever is in there.”