Once I pulled the lever, a thick rope uncoiled and dangled down onto the table. We hurriedly climbed up, pulling ourselves out of the dimension and back into the familiar structure of the tower.
"Is this finally the exit?" Pierre asked eagerly, his eyes bright as we moved along a long, straight corridor.
"I guess so," Ezekiel replied calmly, keeping his usual composed tone.
After a few minutes of walking, we reached a door. As we approached, it slid open automatically with a faint hiss, revealing the next chamber.
"This is the end?" Edge said with a hint of disappointment, glancing around as if expecting something more dramatic.
"Wow, so anticlimactic," Pierre muttered, shrugging.
We stepped inside, but instead of a straightforward hallway, we found ourselves in a circular room. The walls curved smoothly, and the atmosphere felt strangely tense.
