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The cracks between the roots , where the earth breathes. A few kilometers down , and the silence turns into the echo of labored breathing. Eyes grow on the walls there. Stalagmites like black teeth grin at you before you are swallowed. Here , where the light disappears. It’s a different kind of hell. Translucent creatures with eyes like tarnished mirrors , or no eyes at all. Crawling masses fleeing into crevices the moment you shine your flashlight. Barely visible but loud movements of the black wings of large insects. Their existence would be questioned by any rational mind , but in this place , reason no longer applies. Each expedition is a revelation. What good is our equipment when someone nearby starts crying? Another whispers that the stones are moving. And you have to keep them together , watch over the whole squad. And at the same time , search. Always search for something useful , something worth bringing to the surface. ,
