I'll Follow You Down ❲High-Quality❳

He looked into the abyss. It was a throat of twisted metal and steam, miles deep. Most people spent their lives looking up at the spires, dreaming of the sun. Elias only cared about the shadows. "Then I’m changing direction," he said. He stepped off the ledge.

The rain didn't just fall in Sector 4; it dissolved. It was a caustic, neon-soaked drizzle that ate at the hem of Elias’s coat as he stood at the lip of the Great Descent. Below him lay the Sub-Strata, a vertical graveyard of rusted pipes and forgotten people where the city’s light never reached. Somewhere down there, in the dark, was Lena. I'll Follow You Down

"You don't have to do this," the drone hovering over his shoulder buzzed. Its optic lens flickered blue, a cold imitation of concern. "The atmospheric pressure alone will crush your lungs before you hit the mid-levels. Statutory law says she’s already processed." He looked into the abyss

She looked up, her face a map of exhaustion and wonder. "I told you I found it," she whispered. "The earth is still breathing down here." Elias only cared about the shadows