Up until now, everything had gone according to the plan.
They had gone down deep into the catacombs and found the sealed vault, exactly as it was described in the ancient writings. But what was beyond it was something that no one had planned for. Within seconds, the iridescent tentacles snared all her friends and dragged them screaming into the abysmal depths.
Trina’s lightning-fast reflexes allowed her to bound away from the megalithic doors and draw her weapons; a pair of designer 9mm Glock pistols. She managed to run a short distance while firing a few rounds at the hellish green glow before….
Death did not come quickly.