Jennifer shoved the others forward into the chamber, totally oblivious of it all. The dark lord, however, had a strange gleam in his eyes.
Mark waved the torch around and above him, searching for the source of the sound. Deep down, he was hoping that it was merely an illusion of some sort.
Only that it wasn’t.
Mark heard it again. The same hissing sound he had heard a while ago, except this one was louder and more distinct. And along with the hissing came a fleeting shadow on the ceiling. It was something with a huge head.