Excerpt
Tash's
heart was pounding. The hallway was dim, lit only by small glowpanels
placed far apart. She wondered how far she was inside the ziggurat.
She guessed that she must be close to the bottom.
Tash
heard a soft, squishing sound echo faintly behind her. She quickly
glanced over her shoulder.
No one
was there.
She took
a few more steps, and heard the squish again.
She looked
back. The hallway was still empty.
Then
Tash looked up.
Over
her head hung several oozing blobs, ready to drop.