Josh wanted to move, but couldn't. His chest felt heavy, and he could barely breathe as the door opened. He didn't need to see it to know:
The Ark wasn't a thing that should exist.
Josh put one foot in front of the other, each step heavier than the next as if he was walking into a pool of concrete. Motes of mana flew through the air, but they felt different. The mana felt alive and sinister. Josh felt as if he was walking into a haunted mansion infested by evil spirits.
Susan helped Josh walk into the chamber. Blue light lit their path, but there were no mana lamps or light fixtures. The light cast an eerie glow around the chambers, causing shadows to appear as if they were moving. Susan looked up, and massive chains as thick as her body hung high in the air. The air was vibrating, and a hum persisted in her ears. She craned her neck, eyes moving from the chains to what they were holding.
Then, she saw it.
Her knees gave out, and she gasped. "What...?"
