Danielle's POV
The walls seemed to whisper with the weight of history, and the air carried a sense of anticipation. My father, Edward, walked beside me, his eyes focused on the path ahead, leading us toward a destination unknown.
As we delved deeper into the labyrinthine tunnels, I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being watched. A shiver crept down my spine, and I exchanged glances with Tyler and Luke, both of them sharing the unspoken sense of unease. The shadows seemed to dance, concealing secrets that remained just out of reach.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness—a silhouette cloaked in mystery. My heart raced, and I instinctively moved closer to Tyler. The figure stepped into the faint light, revealing the face of a man, a stranger to me but not to my father. Recogn
