دانلود رمان انگلیسی “شیرجه رفتن در سیاه چال” – عمیق ترین سطح را هدف بگیرید -جلد اول

The white text floated in a patch of darkness not unlike a lake at night. That darkness, however, swallowed the message before I could finish reading it. I felt nothing as I watched it unfold, remaining in a daze. It hadn’t been enough to rouse my senses. No, it wasn’t anything I saw that jolted me back to consciousness. It was that smell. That nigh painful smell invading my nostrils even as I was assailed by an uncomfortable sensation of sludge inching up my throat. Spurred by those intolerable irritants, my eyes snapped wide open and were promptly assaulted by the sight of a black wall inlaid with blurry smears of white. It didn’t take much looking around to realize that “wall” was in fact the ceiling. I picked myself up and took in my surroundings. I had been lying on the floor of a stone corridor. There was no way light could penetrate this place; I had the dimly glowing stone walls to thank for being able to glean what information I could. Installed in a nook of the corridor was a small sort of altar, though it took me a fair bit of careful observation to recognize it as such, given it was close to crumbling from all the wear and tear of age. On top of the moss-ridden altar lay what remained of two candles, and there was what looked like an animal’s pelt offered up next to them. The pelt had an old-timey arrow stuck through it.