The corridor led them deeper into the unknown. The air inside the bunker carried a faint metallic tang, and with every step, the rhythmic pulse grew stronger, like a heartbeat beneath the floor.
Liyara's gauntlet flickered. "Something's interfering with our signals. This place is... disrupting our tech."
Garran scowled. "That's not the worst part." He pointed at the walls. Embedded in the metal were strange symbols, glowing faintly, shifting as if alive. "This isn't human. Or anything in our records."
Kael ran a gloved hand across the inscriptions. A shiver coursed through him. "It's not just a shelter. This was built for something else."