The crossing point was where the cathedral's geometry made its intentions clear.
Three corridors… left, right, and center were stretched out before them. Each one descended deeper into the structure, with light vanishing within twenty feet of the arches.
The water was colder here, and its currents falling still. Dark, fibrous growth replaced the kelp on the walls, clinging to the stone like ancient, woven cloth that seemed to have grown with a purpose rather by accident.
Akira's system was scanning and coming back with partial readings.
[INNER CATHEDRAL: THREE PASSAGE CONFIGURATION]
[TRIAL 2: DETECTED]
[NATURE: PSYCHOLOGICAL — INDIVIDUAL]
[CONDITION: PASSAGES RESPOND TO OCCUPANT]
[RECOMMENDATION: DO NOT ENTER ANOTHER'S CORRIDOR]
As Akira read through the text before his vision, he couldn't help but wonder if he was the only one who entered the gate.
"It's reading us," Ayaka said. She was looking at the left corridor. "I can feel it."
