Ch-201
Author: Cupidaris
last update2025-08-27 23:50:38

The campus air carried a strange heaviness that night, thick like a storm cloud pressing against the earth, yet the skies above remained perfectly clear. Nathan walked the dimly lit path between the library and the east courtyard, his eyes scanning the shadows as though expecting them to move. For days, he had been following the trail of strange disturbances—the whispers, the flickering lights, the students waking with bruises they couldn’t explain. Tonight, he wasn’t just observing anymore. Something was waiting for him.

The courtyard was empty. The fountain at the center gurgled softly, its water glowing faintly under the pale moonlight. Nathan stepped closer, boots crunching against gravel, but stopped abruptly. His breath caught.

There, at the water’s edge, a figure crouched. At first glance, it looked human, a man bent forward with his hands dipped in the pool. But the longer Nathan stared, the more wrong the figure became. Its skin shimmered in places, like oil slick on water. I
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