Walking through the entrance of the cave felt a bit like going through a portal to Giovani; he felt the hair on his arms and the back of his neck stand up, a sensation he was used to causing, not experiencing himself. Despite the fact that it was still daylight outside, the cave was dark, dank, and smelled like the countryside after a rain shower. His eyes adjusted to the dim light easily, and he was able to follow a winding path that eventually led to a small chamber where the rays of ...