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"Can you tell me what this place is?" Aiven asked softly, his gaze fixed on the mysterious dog—Elf—standing before him, its expression still serious. Ever since Aiven stepped into that strange underground cave, he had not encountered anything normal. And that dog clearly knew much more than he did.
They stood at the entrance of a dark cave, flanked by vines and damp stone walls, the air thick with the scent of wet earth. Aiven looked up; the other end of the cave was nearly invisible, with occasional flickers of mysterious lights shimmering in the darkness. Those lights reflected off the cave wall, as if trying to convey that this place was no ordinary cavern.
Aiven shifted his gaze back to Elf. The dog appeared ordinary at first glance, but Aiven knew it was anything but. It was not just a regular dog nor any creature from this world. It carried an indescribable aura of mystery, as if burdened with unspeakable secrets.
"Do you know what these symbols mean?" Aiven asked quietly, pointing at the carvings surrounding the cave entrance.
Elf remained silent for a moment, lowering its head to examine the symbols, its eyes glowing faintly. Then, it suddenly stepped forward into the depths of the cave, its tail gently swaying, moving with steady determination.
"Wait! Aren't you going to tell me?" Aiven hurried after it, his confusion and unease intensifying.
Elf paused and turned to look at Aiven, then emitted a low rumbling sound. This was not a typical bark; it resonated with a certain magical quality, as if conveying an emotion that was hard to articulate. It seemed to say, "Follow me; all the answers lie ahead."
Aiven hesitated for a moment, an inexplicable urge swelling within him. He didn't know why he trusted Elf, but he felt that if he did not continue forward, he would never unravel the mysteries plaguing his mind.
The two traversed through the dim tunnel, and the atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive. The air became heavy, as if an invisible force shrouded everything in shadow. Each of Aiven's steps felt particularly cautious; his eyes were fixed ahead, fearful of missing any detail.
Suddenly, a strange sound echoed from the end of the cave—like stones grinding against each other or some unknown creature whispering. Aiven instinctively halted, his heart racing as he gripped a nearby stone pillar tightly.
"What is that sound?" Aiven whispered.
Elf glanced back at him but seemed unwilling to answer; it simply continued onward. It abruptly stopped in front of a massive stone slab embedded with a shimmering gem. The light emanating from the gem seemed to beckon Aiven closer, and he instinctively moved toward it.
"Is this what you wanted me to see?" Aiven murmured to himself. He reached out, his fingertips gently touching the gemstone, and suddenly, the gem vibrated, causing the entire cave to shake violently.
"Quick! Get out!" Elf rushed over, pushing Aiven aside and pulling him swiftly towards a dark passageway.
Aiven, in a panic, scrambled after Elf. Just as they turned the corner, a massive stone slab suddenly cracked open in the middle, revealing a dark tunnel. Unable to resist, Aiven glanced back and saw the light on the slab growing brighter, while the ceiling began to collapse, debris raining down from above.
"Hurry up, hurry up!" Aiven heard Elf's urgent voice and quickly quickened his pace.
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