Walking into the corridor behind the secret door, the soldiers felt only a foul and stale smell in their faces, and a narrower and darker corridor unfolded in front of everyone.

With a click, Monica lit a searchlight, illuminating the dark space, and the soldiers could see that it was a narrow path of less than ten meters. The walls are empty and unadorned, and the candelabra hanging high on the side of the wall is covered with mottled stains, full of history.

than the outside

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