She pauses for what was no more than a few seconds, but feels like way more as she listens for another being or the noises she heard the last time. Anxiety creeps into Marisol's mind, but her determination spurs her forward after she'd confirmed that she was alone.

Marisol explores the dimly lit corridors. The dull beam of light from the moon revealed a series of closed doors, hinting at concealed chambers that held secrets she was itching to discover.

Marisol tries to read the ...