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Once all three of them were inside, the double doors closed behind them. Archer didn't even try to go back and check them, they were most likely locked. Left with no other option, the team moved forward.
After a few moments Archer's eyes adjusted, and he could see the path, with the aid of the candles, barely providing illuminating the hall. There were still plenty of shadowy areas, so Archer covered them with his flashlight, slowly and cautiously scanning the areas where enemies might be.
Along the wall, he noticed a series of macabre tapestries. Although they looked ancient, Archer recognized some of the scenes from relatively modern wars. The oldest scenery depicted was maybe the Ardennes Offensive, a major German offensive move, near the end of World War II.
"The Battle of the Bulge, a World War II scene," he revealed, more to himself than the others. "Hitler's last major offensive before the war's end. They actually succeeded but due to lack of resources they had to retreat."
Since he'd been to war himself, Archer wasn't particularly disturbed by the massive body count due to foolish human ideals.
Shaking his head, Archer spoke, "Moving on."
They didn't have time to waste, but Archer walked slowly, weary of the possible, unseen dangers in the shadows.