Chapter 38

Eliana POV

I pressed the button and instantly there was a mechanical grinding sound. I jumped backward, scared that I had triggered a trap or something along those lines. Instead, the bookcase moved an inch toward me.

“And this is how we die,” Ayla muttered under her breath as I pulled on the bookcase.

It swung aside like a door, without difficulty as if it was attached to well oiled hinges. I stepped inside the passage and pulled out my phone, switching on the torch to light my way in the darkening tunnel.

“Did you not pay attention to those scary movies we watched as teenagers? Lesson number one, don't go down the dark tunnel of death,” Ayla practically shouted in my mind.

“Shush, Ayla. It's not like we're going to meet a vampire or ghost down here. Those things only occur in horror stories,” I replied irritated with her irrational fear.

“Yeah, just like werewolves are so not real,” she mocked with a roll of her eyes.

I ignored her and continued down the tunnel until it split i