Vastele

Alcatraz and Bastille find themselves trapped, the fall is sudden and disorienting. One moment they're navigating the dark, and the next, they’re plunged into a deep, narrow pit. Dust rises around them as they hit the ground, and the air feels thick and stale, leaving them momentarily stunned. The walls of the hole are rough and unyielding, lined with jagged rocks that make climbing out impossible. The darkness is nearly complete, only slightly illuminated by the faint glow of Alcatraz’s specialized glasses. There’s an eerie silence, broken only by their breathing and a faint drip of water echoing in the depths. The cramped space feels claustrophobic, pressing in around them, and a sense of urgency grows as they realize they’re trapped deep underground, with no clear way out and time ticking against them.