Horrific Shorts: Zombie Edition-Chapter 485: Story : The Scarlet Staircase

The team emerged from the golden light into an expansive, opulent hall. The room was a stark contrast to the ominous chamber they had just left behind. Warm wooden tones, intricate carvings, and flickering chandeliers greeted them. At its center stood a grand staircase, draped in a deep crimson carpet that seemed to pulse faintly, as though alive.

"Whoa," Viper muttered, her voice bouncing off the high-vaulted ceiling. "This is... unexpected."

Bulwark's eyes scanned the room, his instincts on high alert. "Don't let the décor fool you. This place reeks of danger."

Rook motioned for the team to fan out and investigate. "Stay sharp. This place isn't welcoming us—it's testing us."

Ghost moved silently toward a side balcony, his sharp eyes catching subtle shifts in the flickering candlelight. Shadow lingered near the staircase, her sniper-trained senses focusing on the faint vibrations beneath the carpeted steps. "Something's moving under there," she said, her voice low and cautious.

Rook approached the base of the staircase. The intricate banisters were carved with scenes of battle and triumph, each figure locked in an eternal struggle. At the top of the stairs, two massive double doors loomed, their surfaces engraved with golden runes.

"Commander," Shadow called out. "This isn't just a staircase. It's a trap."

As if on cue, the chandelier above them dimmed, and a low, guttural sound filled the room. The crimson carpet began to ripple like water, and the carvings on the banisters seemed to writhe and twist, their once-static figures coming to life.

"Defensive positions!" Rook barked, drawing his weapon.

The staircase exploded in movement as the figures from the banisters leapt down, materializing into humanoid forms made of wood and gold. Their eyes glowed with an unnatural light, and their limbs moved with unnerving precision.

Viper grinned, knives glinting in her hands. "Now this is more like it."

The battle was fierce. Bulwark charged forward, his heavy weaponry blasting through the advancing figures, only for the shattered pieces to reassemble and attack anew. Shadow provided cover fire, her sniper rifle's precision shots slowing the relentless tide.

Ghost disappeared into the shadows, reappearing behind enemies to take them down silently, one by one. Meanwhile, Viper thrived in the chaos, her agility and close-combat skills turning her into a whirlwind of destruction.

Rook kept his focus on the staircase, his mind racing. The runes on the double doors glowed faintly, their light pulsating in sync with the carpet. "It's the doors," he realized. "We need to reach the top and shut this thing down!"

"Easier said than done!" Bulwark growled, holding back a swarm of attackers.

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"Ghost, Shadow, cover me!" Rook shouted, sprinting up the shifting staircase. Each step felt like running on quicksand, the carpet threatening to pull him under.

As he reached the top, the runes flared brighter, and the double doors groaned open slightly, revealing a blinding light. Rook didn't hesitate. He placed both hands on the runes and pressed, pouring his strength into closing the portal.

With a deafening roar, the room shook, and the humanoid figures disintegrated into dust. The staircase stilled, and the doors sealed shut with a final, echoing thud.

Breathing heavily, Rook turned to his team. "This place isn't just a test. It's alive. And it's only getting started."

The team regrouped, their eyes fixed on the now-quiet staircase. Whatever lay beyond the doors, they knew one thing: the trials were far from over.