The three of them stepped past the gate and walked a short distance inside before finally stopping.
None of them spoke for a moment.A strange pressure lingered in the air.
They had only intended to step in briefly… yet after crossing the boundary, an indescribable uneasiness began to creep into their hearts.
Akshay shifted his weight awkwardly, still limping from the thorn wounds on his leg. The pain had lessened, but the cold and fear together made his face look pale.
Abhay glanced back at the gate subconsciously. It was already sealed again, the living vines resting silently as if nothing had happened.
He swallowed. "Big Brother… maybe we shouldn't go any further."
Abhishek did not reply immediately. His sharp eyes moved slowly between Vikram and the surroundings, calculating something in his mind.
The plan he had whispered earlier suddenly felt… childish. This place didn't feel like an ordinary lone survivor's shelter at all. It was like a devil den.
