The Crypts of Eden

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The old man was euphoric after discovering the hidden temple of Edin.

Three days later he was running for his life.

With a hand over a heart that threatened to misfire in his chest, Professor Jonathan Moore ran in a crooked gait as he and his aide, Montario, sprinted away from something inside the tunnels.

Whatever it was had always stayed beyond the fringe of light, teasing the professor with mere glimpses, but never showing itself in its entirety. It was quick, quiet, and experienced in its approach, picking off team members one by one, and then dragging them into the darkness until their screams died away.

The professor was yielding space as the gap widened between him and Montario. “Montario, you’re moving too quickly!”

Montario stopped and turned, shining the head of the lantern beyond the professor and into the veil of darkness.

There, another glimpse, a flash of the creature with its diaphanous frill fanning around its head like an Elizabethan collar, rattling. And then it was gone as quick as a subliminal message, its tail whipping across the light’s beam until there was nothing but a wall of darkness.

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