♦Raphael’s POV♦“Eww!” Arielle snarled, stumbling back and bumping into my chest. From the small squeaks and quite shuffling tiny feet, I knew it was most likely rats.“What was that?” I still asked, my hand reaching to my eyes, to take off the blindfold, but I held back. I had to trust her.“Rats! I hate those creatures.” She mumbled, tightening her grip on my arm as we resumed our walk. “And I hate coming to this place too. It’s always so irritating and smelly.”“I can smell why.” I nodded. My sensitive nose itched at the heavy, damp, and icky smell. It was like something had died in the water, and though its dead body had been removed, the smell still clung to the air. My eyes twitched, picking up the movements of small, four-legged creatures roaming about.After a few more minutes of walking through what I suspected was an underground tunnel, we stopped, and the sound of knuckles hitting a door echoed through the empty space.“Come in,” a raspy and very quiet voice—I wouldn’t hav
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