Rats, Torches, and Tunnels.
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Chapter 1. The darkness was oppressive, a tangible force that threatened to suffocate the small group of survivors. The claustrophobic tunnel seemed to stretch on forever, the only light coming from the flame of a single torch held by their leader. The acrid smell of smoke and decay hung in the air; rats scurried through the shadows, their eyes reflecting the light like beacons in the night.