EPISODE 21 — THE CURSE’S LABYRINTH

I keep moving forward, steady on the outside, but inside my hope is starting to crack. This must be the fifteenth time we've come back to the same corridor. Corridors everywhere. Damp stone walls. Small, airless rooms. Nothing else. And worst of all— not even the faintest hint of a way up. Every now and then we stumble upon a door, taller and heavier than the others. It feels like it appears out of nowhere, offering us the illusion of escape. Every single time, my heart leaps. I rush toward it, hope flaring—not just in me, but in the others too… …only to be crushed again. They all open onto empty rooms. The same rooms. It feels like a colossal joke. A cruel prank, maybe meant to punish my curiosity. How is it possible there are no secret passages? No hidden exits? Getting out of here…