The darkness feels limitless, heavy, pushing against your body as you breathe. The air smells stale, dust and mildew. It’s icy and burns your lungs. The thick atmosphere reminds you of that one corner in your basement that the light never reaches, that one corner that you never venture into. A harsh light from behind cuts a sharp path in front of you. Instinctively you move towards the glowing area as if to keep the demons at bay. The light caresses an intricately decorated safe in the middle of the room. A key to the mysteries you never realized you had to solve stare back at you.
Curiosity gets the better of us all.