Michael entered the tunnel.
"Be ever wary. You never know what could ambush us." He said ad he navigated the dark passageways.
Soon, Michael exited the tunnel, and his breath was taken away by the landscape that sprawled before him.
It was a barren wasteland, a dark gritty desert dotted with dead trees. Skeletons and corpses slightly protruded from the sand.
"What are we waiting for? We must press on." Michael said as he headed towards a tower in the distance, motioning for everyone else to follow.
Each energy seemed to hum at a different frequency, as if notes in a song. Perhaps some way could be found to harmonize the frequencies at which the energies vibrated.