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grandfather's disappearance was always a mystery that cast a shadow over the family. A hard-working, routine man who one day simply vanished without a trace.
every night, he left his job on time to return home the same way he always did. Neighbours saw him pass through the familiar streets, but when he arrived home, he never went through the door. My father and aunts waited for hours, then days, but he never showed up.
authorities conducted an intense search, but there was no sign of my grandfather, not even a hint of his whereabouts. It was as if the earth had swallowed him up that night without leaving any evidence.
later, a local gossip fuelled the most terrifying speculation. It was said that a dark cult operated in the shadows, performing forbidden rituals.
missing souls were offered to unimaginable forces in exchange for worldly pleasures. Had my grandfather been a victim of these cultists?
gnawed at my father, and one night he decided to pluck up the courage to investigate on his own. He followed in my grandfather's footsteps that fateful night and something chilling awaited him at the end of the road: in an abandoned alleyway, he located a hidden entrance beneath the pavement, which looked like the entrance to an underworld of tunnels and underground chambers.
a deep breath of air, he stepped into the darkness, determined to discover what sinister secret the place held and whether it had anything to do with the mysterious disappearance of his father so many years before. The mystery was about to unfold before his eyes, but like my grandfather he never appeared again.