Anastasia “I think we’re almost through,” Darius said, his warm breath tickling my neck as his hand rested gently on my hip. “You’ll make it.” His touch was a rare comfort in the midst of the chaos, and I found myself focusing on his presence, trying to draw strength from it.“So, what’s your go-to scary movie?” I asked, attempting to shift my focus. Just then, a menacing figure with a knife appeared in front of us, tilting its head in a grotesque manner. I instinctively recoiled, brushing against Darius’s body in the process. The figure passed us with a ghostly grace, clearly enjoying the fear it evoked. I felt a cold shiver sweep through me, and goosebumps pricked my skin, a familiar sensation reminiscent of the unsettling feeling I got before summoning a storm.As the music blared and screams echoed, I caught a haunting hum—a soft, ethereal sound that seemed almost unreal. I leaned in, straining to pinpoint its source. It came from the room ahead, and I braced myself for whatever
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