Chapter 35. The Dance

~GABRIELLA'S POV~

“This way,” Gregory said as he made a turn in the tunnel. We both held lanterns, but he was the map reader, as I knew nothing about maps.

“This place is really creapy. It looks like no one's been down here for years,” I said, using my hand to push aside all the cobwebs along the way.

“Well, yes, only the Mortimer family knows of these underground tunnels, and Steven is the last Mortimer. He's only ever told me about his studies in these tunnels. He's mastered every single route and knows where all the traps are in his head, but unfortunately he can't explore them because they also count as outside the mansion,” Gregory replied.

“So, you've never seen Steven try to leave the mansion before?” I asked.

“Well, no. Why do you ask?” Gregory asked back.

“I'm just a bit curious; it's possible that he got a little bit curious at some point in his life; maybe he went out and came back without the knowledge of anyone,” I said, trying not to