The room of choices
As Albert stepped inside, he was struck by the unexpected order of the room—a sharp contrast to the rugged caves and twisting tunnels they had just navigated. Before him stood three doors, each shrouded in its own air of mystery. The room felt like a pivotal crossroads, a fleeting moment of clarity in the midst of uncertainty. It was clear they were meant to choose a path, yet the weight of the decision loomed heavily.
The Room Of Choices
Hidden storage
As Albert’s eyes adjusted to the dim light, the room’s details gradually revealed themselves. Barrels and wooden crates were stacked with precision, many draped in tarps that hinted at the mysteries they concealed. It was unmistakably a hidden storage space, its purpose shrouded in secrecy. Whatever lay beneath those coverings seemed significant—important enough to be kept far from curious eyes. The air carried an unspoken weight, as if the room held untold stories—of treasures or goods purposefully kept out of reach, destined to remain undiscovered.
Hidden Storage
