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Who and why?
The deeper they went, the more questions arose. Who had dug this tunnel? And why? Their flashlights lit rusted beams—clear signs of long-term structural planning. The tunnel twisted unpredictably, its walls stable but mysterious. The air grew colder with every step. Their boots crunched softly on the dirt, the only sound in a space otherwise buried in silence.
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