I did not know what I expected when I passed through the gigantic doors, a tomb, a temple, something old and carved and reverent. What I got was metal.
The passage ran straight ahead of me, long and low and seamless, walls of a dark dull alloy that drank the blue-white light coming off my body and gave almost none of it back. There was the same red fog inside the passage, but it seemed denser than air, gathering around the ground and making me unable to see it, although I knew the floor was still metal.
It was as if this entire passage was cast directly from metal, and if it was, what sort of magic or technology was powerful enough to do this?
I hesitated for a brief moment, and I began to walk down the passage. It was vast, and the ceiling was lost in darkness; there could be something above me, and I would not be able to see it, even my enhanced sight could not pierce through this darkness.
