Chapter 102: The Bottom of the Pit

Mallory groaned as she landed on something soft—Greg.

"AHH! Get off! Why do I always break your fall?!" Greg's muffled voice whined from beneath her.

She rolled off him with a laugh, ignoring his pained grumbles. Around them, the others were checking themselves for injuries. The fall had been rough, but nothing seemed broken.

Alex rubbed his head. "Anyone else getting really tired of surprise pits?"

Quinn dusted herself off. "At least we didn't land in spikes."

Greg shot her a glare. "That is not comforting."

The room they had fallen into was vast and dimly lit, ancient carvings covering the walls. Torches flickered to life as they stood, revealing a long passage leading deeper underground.

Mallory took a deep breath. "Well, no way but forward."

Greg sighed dramatically. "Of course. Because the creepy dark tunnel is always the best option."

Alex smirked. "Would you rather climb back up?"