Carpathian 17 - Dark Curse

several hundred feet below. The sound was loud-too loud-too abrupt. The bats flew at their entrances, the movement frightening to watch through the ice, but Lara\'s safeguard held against the battering bodies. Tiny fire spiders rushed down the sides of the walls, using their silken threads of flames. As the bats emerged from the holes, using their wings like arms to creep out onto the sheer wall, the nets made of flames and silk dropped over them, consuming them entirely.
    A noxious odor permeated the moulin. Despite being insubstantial mist, Lara felt sick.
    Nicolas flashed into human form, waved his arms to create a breeze, and then before any of the falling debris could strike him, was back to vapor form.
    Thank you.
    He seemed to think of everything for her comfort and she was grateful, because this place brought back too many horrific memories. She had to steel herself to the idea that she would find her aunts dead and bring them home. She didn\'t want their bodies to remain imprisoned as they\'d spent their lives that way.
    The cave floor was just beneath her and she hovered there, studying the layout, the way the chamber widened and ran into a maze of galleries. She took her time, not wanting to miss the slightest taint of dark magic that would herald an attack. This was Xavier\'s private realm. She recognized the high ceilings and network of lava tubes leading to various chambers where he conducted his gruesome experiments.
    We got lucky. This is Xavier\'s exclusive domain. The entire mountain is a maze of tunnels and chambers and we were lucky enough or crazy enough to find his private quarters.
    Her voice shook and she pulled back to get a better grip on her emotions. She hadn\'t considered what it would do to her to be surrounded by Xavier. He was everywhere, his mark on everything. His smell filled her with dread. He had been there recently. No matter what anyone said, his pipe tobacco mingled with the pungent scent of blood smelled all too fresh. No matter how long ago it had been, she couldn\'t forget the difference between old blood and new and the way his tobacco intermingled, making her gag.
    If at any time, Lara, you have to leave this place, Nicolas reassured, tell me and I will get you out. And I will come back and search for your aunts . He wanted to hold her, to wrap her up in comfort and make her feel beautiful and safe. No one was ever going to understand what it cost her to come to this place, to be haunted by the torment of that young child.
    Thank you. She sent him waves of warmth. He\'s been here, Nicolas. Very recently. And if he\'s still using these chambers, he would never leave them without serious traps. The floor is washed in magic. I think the entire room is a trap .
    Nicolas shifted to the common Carpathian path. Do not touch anything. We should move on to the next chamber .
    Lara tried to remember where she had seen the young woman miscarrying. Take the left tube and move slowly. Even the disturbance of air could trigger an attack .
    The four of them went as carefully as they could down the twisting ice tunnel until they came to a series of smaller chambers. Lara sucked in her breath, the smells hitting her like a punch in the stomach. Water trickled Page 179

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    from the walls, dripped from the ceiling and poured out in other places so that she heard a continuous echo, loud and growing even louder until it rang in her ears and filled her mind with confusion.
    She remembered that sound from her childhood. The sound seemed to be an alarm, roaring through the chambers, or whispering quietly, but warning her of the monsters lurking everywhere. Her heart beat too fast and she could barely draw air into her lungs, but she kept moving, directing Nicolas toward the terrible chambers where the screams of victims drowned out the relentless sound of water.
    Lara stopped just inside the room where Razvan had been kept chained. Memories rose along with bile and she couldn\'t hold the form even with Nicolas helping her. She needed to kneel on the ice floor and put her head down to keep from passing out.
    Nicolas dropped a hand on her shoulder. \"You do not have to do this.\"
    She drew a breath and nodded. \"I do. I do have to do this.\"
    But she couldn\'t look at that alcove where her father had been chained so much of the time. Where she had been kicked and beaten, where the flesh had been torn from her wrist so sharp greedy teeth could bite deep and drain her to