The tremors had ceased, but the tension inside the prison was palpable. Dust still hung thick in the air, and the echo of the rumbling walls seemed to linger in the guards’ ears. Carl and Evan stood frozen in place, their eyes locked on the crumbling walls around them, heartbeats thundering in their chests.
For a moment, there was silence—a quiet so intense that it felt unnatural. Then, without warning, the ground beneath Kenneth's cell gave a violent lurch, and the walls around it groaned in protest. Stone cracked and splintered, and a low, ominous rumble echoed through the halls once more.
“Oh no…” Carl muttered, stepping back as the entire structure seemed to shift.
"Move! Get out!" Evan shouted, grabbing Carl's arm and dragging him toward the door.
But they were too slow. The ceili
