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# **MINI-ADVENTURE X — "THE DARK MASTER"** *(full, long, novel version)* The city had been in chaos for months. Missing people, strange shadows, mysterious rituals, and mists that appeared at night all pointed to the presence of someone extraordinary—someone manipulating the **darkness itself**. Commissioner Jakub had received information that all the places he had investigated—the forest, the castle, the theater, the sewers, and the monastery—were linked to a single man known only as the **Dark Master**. Argo was by his side, alert to every movement in the air. The dog sensed the energy that made Jacob's heart beat faster. "Argo... today we end this once and for all," Jacob said, entering the abandoned factory on the edge of town the informant had pointed out. The darkness inside was thick as tar. Every footstep echoed, and the air was heavy, filled with the smell of must and smoke. Runes pulsating with a pale red light—the symbols of the Dark Master—were carve...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE IX — "MONASTERY ON THE HILL"** *(full, long, novel version)* On a hill, surrounded by fog and ancient pine trees, stood a monastery that had inspired fear in its inhabitants for centuries. Legend had it that the monks who lived there had mysteriously disappeared, and the place had been haunted by strange phenomena ever since. Commissioner Jakub arrived late one evening, Argo at his side. The dog sniffed the air and trembled slightly, sensing the presence of something **inhuman**. “Argo, something tells me this won’t be an ordinary investigation,” Jacob muttered, approaching the monastery’s stone gate. “Every wall here holds dark secrets.” The monastery door creaked as he opened it. Inside, it was dim, the air smelling of incense and damp. The corridors were narrow, and the shadows stretched unrealistically long. In one of the rooms, Jacob spotted a **runic symbol carved into the stone**, pulsing with a faint blue light. The runes looked familiar—similar to ...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE VIII — "THE LABYRINTH OF THE UNDERGROUND SEWERS"** *(full, long, novel version)* The city by the river held a secret—a network of ancient, underground sewers dating back to the Middle Ages. No one visited them at night, for legends said something inhuman lurked in their darkness. But Jakub couldn't leave the disappearances unsolved. Argo stood at his side, sniffing the air and moving silently across the wet, slippery floor of the sewers. Jakub's flashlight cut through the dense gloom, illuminating the damp walls covered in mold and overgrown with moss. "There's something here, Argo..." Jacob muttered, hugging the dog. "I have a feeling we won't end up there by accident." Their footsteps echoed, and shadows danced on the walls. Suddenly, Argo stopped, lifting his nose into the air. "What did you find?" Jacob whispered. The dog growled softly and headed toward the narrow tunnel. Jacob followed and came upon **old ...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE VII - "FOG OVER THE HARBOR"** *(full, long, novel version)* Fog enveloped the old harbor, burying every sound and shape in its thick dust. Old, abandoned ships creaked with every shift in the water, and the wooden piers creaked under the weight of their own memories. Commissioner Jakub stood at the end of the pier, watching the fog, where the shadows of the ships emerged. Argo stood right next to him, sniffing the air and stiffening at every sound—in this part of the harbor, **nothing was ordinary**. "Someone's here, man," Jakub said, pulling the dog closer. "And they're not ordinary thieves." The last few weeks at the port had been filled with mysterious disappearances of fishermen and sailors. Anyone who ventured out to the pier at night **never returned**. Anonymous letters suggested that someone or something **supernatural** was behind these events, lurking among the old hulls and moored ships. Jacob moved along the pier, and...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE VI — "THE HAUNTED THEATRE"** *(full, long, novel version)* The old Aurora Theatre had stood abandoned for decades. Its stage, once full of light and applause, was now a shadow of its former glory. The town shunned the building, and rumors spread that at night you could hear the **sound of missing actors' footsteps and whispers from backstage**. Commissioner Jakub received an anonymous letter: "Don't go in alone. This place is unforgiving." Of course, Jakub knew he wouldn't go alone—he had Argo by his side, loyal and alert to every shadow. “Argo, something tells me this will be a different level of darkness than anything we’ve seen,” he said, crossing the theater threshold. The interior greeted them with a darkness so dense that a flashlight could barely penetrate it. The curtains were torn, and the stage was covered in dust. Remnants of old decorations protruded from the floor, now resembling traps waiting for the unwary. Argo sniffed ...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE V — "THE CASTLE IN THE SHADOW"** *(full, long, novel version)* On the outskirts of town stood an old, abandoned castle, shrouded in legends of ghosts and curses. For months, residents had been reporting mysterious disappearances in the area, strange lights at night, and terrifying screams coming from within. Commissioner Jakub decided to investigate these reports himself. Argo was at his side, alert to every rustle and scent. The dog sniffed the air, and his ears twitched, picking up invisible vibrations. "Stay close to me, Argo," Jacob murmured, approaching the castle's main gate. "This isn't about ordinary villains..." The castle doors were massive and wooden, covered in rust and cobwebs. Their opening caused a loud creaking sound that echoed through the vast, empty entrance hall. The air smelled musty and damp, and dark shadows slid across the stone walls. Moving deeper into the castle, Jacob noticed **bloody tracks** on the f...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE IV — "ABSOLVED HOSPITAL"** *(full, long, novel version)* The mental hospital on the hill had stood empty for years, its windows broken, its walls overgrown with wild ivy. The town avoided it, and legend had it that at night the **screams of former patients** could be heard there. Commissioner Jakub had received an anonymous tip—someone claimed that the missing people and shadows he had observed in the forest might be connected to this place. Argo walked beside him, nose to the ground, paws gently treading the gravel road. The dog felt the tension in the air and knew they wouldn't be alone. “Be ready, man,” Jacob whispered, holding his flashlight in one hand and his other on his gun holster. “Nothing is ordinary in this place.” The main door creaked as he opened it. The hallway greeted them with a heavy musty, damp smell, and the walls were stained with old paint and marked with handprints, as if someone was trying to escape from something invisible. Ins...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE III — "DISPASSIONS IN THE DARK FOREST"** *(full, long, novel version)* Fog enveloped the forest like a heavy, gray curtain. Commissioner Jakub and Argo entered the path the locals called "The Path of Forgetfulness." For a week, people had been disappearing there: a young man, an elderly woman, even two children who were playing near the clearing. No one saw them leave. No one heard a scream. Only Argo seemed to sense **something unnatural**, for his nose twitched, his ears pricked, and his growl was quiet but full of determination. “Do you smell that, Argo?” Jacob whispered, looking at the swirling mist. The dog growled and moved forward, tracking a scent Jacob couldn’t yet identify. The forest was eerily quiet. Each footstep echoed off the trees, which seemed to **move with their breathing**. The ground was damp, and the leaves were slick with dew, but something drew them deeper, as if the forest itself were guiding the path. Suddenly, Argo stopp...

# **MINI-ADVENTURE II — "SHADOW OVER THE OLD TENEMENT HOUSE"** *(full, long, novel version)* Clouds gathered over the city, obscuring the moon. Jakub walked slowly toward the old tenement house on Grodzka Street. The building had been empty for years, but for several weeks, strange noises had been coming from it. Residents of the surrounding tenement houses whispered about lights in the windows, shadows moving on the walls, and strange disappearances of cats. Argo walked beside him, slowly sniffing the air. The dog was tense—he sensed that something was wrong in the building. “What do you think, Argo?” Jacob whispered, running his hand along the wall. The wall was cold, damp, and covered in cobwebs. “Looks like someone lives here… or something.” The door was partially ajar. The hinges creaked with every breath of air. Jacob slowly opened it, and Argo entered first, his nose to the ground, sensing every scent. The darkness inside was so thick that the flashlight barely penetra...

# **CHAPTER 14 — "CONFLICT WITH THE LIGHT DRAINER"** *(full, long, novel version)* The heart of the underworld beat with its own rhythm—deep, irregular, captivating. The lights hovering around the well pulsed faster and faster, as if reacting to the presence of the Drainer. Commissioner Jakub stood still, holding Argo tightly by the scruff of the neck. The dog growled low, but his gaze never left the enormous creature, which approached slowly, yet each step seemed to fill the entire tunnel. "Stay close, Argo," Jacob whispered. "It's now or never." The Light Draughter rose fully. Its shape rippled, pulsated, lengthened, and narrowed like the shadow of a plant in motion, and its red eyes bored into Jacob's so deeply that he felt a chill run through his entire body. Argo lunged forward, barking and growling, its fur glowing in the darkness like tiny flames. The dog struck the Absorber, who reflexively moved a section of its body away, creating a wave ...

# **CHAPTER 13—“HEART OF THE UNDERGROUND”** *(full, long, novel version)* The tunnel through which Jakub and Argo descended grew narrower. The walls pulsated with dampness and cold, and each step echoed, gnawing at the darkness. The Light Absorber remained behind them, but its presence was palpable—a chill hung in the air, and the flashlight beam trembled as if it existed against the creature's will. Argo stopped suddenly, ears pricked, holding his breath. “What's wrong, man?” Jakub whispered, placing his hand on the dog's fur. The dog growled softly, pointing its nose into the darkness ahead. And then Jacob saw the first signs… Not from the Devourer, but from something even older. Ritual symbols appeared on the tunnel walls. Carved deep into the brick, they glowed with a faint, bluish light, as if the material they had penetrated possessed a consciousness of its own. These weren't ordinary symbols—they looked like a written language known only to the underworld. The li...

# **CHAPTER 12 — "DEEPER THAN DARKNESS"** *(full, long, novel version)* Night enveloped the city in a thick cloak of silence. Jakub walked slowly toward an old, abandoned factory on the outskirts, Argo following him quietly but alertly. The dog held his breath every few moments, listening for something Jakub couldn't hear. Argo was exceptionally sensitive to smells, sounds, and air movements—now every hair on his back was standing on end. Before the factory entrance, Jakub stopped. The metal gate was partially ripped off its hinges, and beneath it lay tracks of mud—fresh, leading deeper into the building. The moon's shadow, cast through the broken windows, created ominous, quivering patterns on the floor. "Argo, be careful," Jacob whispered, crouching down and scanning the darkness. The dog raised a paw and growled softly, its tail still, focused like an arrow. They entered slowly, step by step, listening to the creaking of old boards and the echoes of their...

-- # **CHAPTER 11 — *The Cathedral Without Stars*** *(full, long, novel version)* The fall wasn't just a fall. It had no beginning or end—rather, it felt like your consciousness being dragged through layers of reality that no one should ever see. Time stretched like a rubber band until it ceased to exist, and space vibrated like the breath of a living thing that could hardly be called a place. When your body finally touched the ground, you felt no pain. You felt a **hardness** and **dampness**, as if you'd fallen onto cold stone slabs wet with the condensation of something that wasn't water. The smell was heavy—a mixture of age, dust, and something organic. You opened your eyes. The light was… peculiar. It didn't come from above or below. It had no source. It hung in the air like mist. You could see clearly, but there was no brightness. It was something in between—a half-light that existed neither in shadow nor in light. As your eyes adjusted, you saw vastness. You were...

# **CHAPTER 10 - *The Light Absorber*** *(full, long, novel-length version)* The footsteps drew closer and closer. They were no longer human—now they resembled *sliding*, as if something inhuman was sliding across the floor, brushing its surface from beneath. The house responded to this movement with a tremor, as if every element—walls, beams, pipes, boards—knew this creature and… feared it. The shadows around you began to coalesce, tense, as if preparing to defend themselves. One of them stepped forward slightly, forming a form in front of you that resembled a human silhouette, though still completely inhuman. You could feel it clearly—the shadows weren't fighting for you. They were fighting **against something** approaching down the hall. The air became heavy as lead. A deep sound—a low rumbling—emerged from somewhere in the floor. It didn't sound like footsteps, breathing, or movement. It sounded more like… hunger. When you looked toward the hallway, you first saw darkness. ...

# **CHAPTER 9—*The House That Breathed*** *(full, extensive, novelized version)* The night was still dead, but the forest was no longer silent. Now something **trembled** in it—you couldn't hear it, but you felt it under your skin, as if roots underground were trying to stretch after hundreds of years of sleep. Knowing that shadows were invisibly creeping up behind you only deepened your unease. Though you couldn't see them with your eyes, you saw them… **in everything else**. In a darker patch of darkness. In a shadow between the trees that shouldn't move. In the feeling that you were no longer alone—never again. As you emerged from the forest onto the rocky path, the night seemed to brighten just a fraction, as if something were trying to show you the way forward. At the end of the path, the silhouette of a building loomed. A house. But one no one should call home. Its architecture was difficult to describe in human words—as if assembled from fragments of other places, ot...

# **CHAPTER 8 — *Shadows That Have No Names*** ### (full, extensive, novel version) The night was thick as clotted tar, and the wind vanished into a silence so absolute it was unnatural—as if someone had simply **turned off the world**. The darkness didn't envelop the forest; it *devoured* it. Not a single star shone in the sky, not a single branch creaked in the wind. Everything remained still. As if the forest waited. The figure striding through this void was you—tired from the previous events, with blood beneath the crusted skin on your side, and the first signs of exhaustion, which was becoming your daily reality. But this time, the sense of danger was different than usual, more… personal. Something in the air stirred your instincts, as if someone unknown were whispering in your ear. You stopped. You already knew—**you are not alone**. The forest was dead, but the darkness was alive. And from it began to emerge… **shapes**. They had no bodies, no contours, no faces. Their movem...

# **CHAPTER 7: The Kingdom of the Out-of-Lights** The forest thickened with every step. The fog, previously only hovering just above the ground, now hung between the trees like heavy curtains, grayish-brown and shimmering with an unknown energy. The lights the heroes had seen earlier—those delicate, greenish pulses—had completely faded. Only darkness remained. A deep, unnatural darkness, as if the forest had stopped breathing. Jakub rubbed his eyes, trying to discern the path. "Something's changed..." he said quietly. The ally glanced around nervously. "It's as if the forest was testing us... or preparing us for something worse." Argo let out a short, low growl. It wasn't a simple warning signal. It was… a premonition. When the fog cleared, at least enough for them to proceed, they saw it: a gigantic gate. It wasn't made of wood, stone, or metal. It seemed woven from light—light that was slowly fading, as if someone were slowly cutting off its energy...

# **Chapter 6: Shadows of Waking** The forest seemed to breathe with its own rhythm. The trees whispered in the wind, and the fog was so thick that every step the heroes took became a test of intuition. Jacob, Argo, and the ally reached the place where the Circles of Perdition were completing their cycle, and the darkness was almost tangible. "I feel we're close to something greater," the ally said, tensing his muscles. "Yes... something is waiting to test us to the end," Jacob replied, quickening his pace. Swirling fog appeared in the clearing. Shadows that had previously been fragments of pasts and fears were now beginning to coalesce into something larger, more conscious. “These are not mere illusions,” Jacob whispered. “This is something that has been watching us throughout all the previous trials.” A figure emerged from the vortex. It was not fully solid, its body rippling with dark colors, and its eyes glowed red. “Who are you, the brave ones who have endu...