Obsidian was breathing heavily in the silence. The handcar never moved, but there was a low gust of wind coming from the deep center of whatever this area was. I began to realize that everything beneath Titan, Raven Hills, in fact, all the compounds, was a series of tunnels. A call back to the popular architecture of the time. Back then humans believed the sun would grow too hot and burn us all. So underground life seemed like a simple solution. Till we slowly realized that even geniuses can ...