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Despair

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The air was dense with quiet.

As they drove deeper into the forest, even the trees changed taller, darker, strangely motionless. The dirt route was constructed, with red-etched stones at intervals of a few meters.

A few were laid to rest. Some learned as though they had been there for centuries. Marcus wore Diana's pendant around his wrist while he sat silently in the front of the lead SUV. It pulsed in time with the red stones, as though directing them, and burned dimly.

A trail, not merely markers. A caution.

One of the younger guards leaned forward from the rear seat. "Permission to speak, sir?"

Without looking, Marcus answered, "Granted."

"This location... Something feels off. These markings…”

“ "They aren't for you," Marcus interrupted. "They're for an older thing."

Via communications, a second soldier in the second vehicle buzzed in. “The visibility is decreasing, sir. Do you want us to slow down?”

"No," Marcus replied. "We're Close." Despite appearing uncertain, the dr

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Echoes of the Hallow
In the ensuing silence, He stood motionless. Behind him, the cell door remained open. At his feet were the ropes Harrison had used as bait. His own hands were still tingling where they had touched him, and they were clenched at his sides. He had released him from his restraint. Harrison was released by him. Marcus exhaled deeply, deliberately, and with control. However, his heart was thumping. With his weapon out, Erik entered the room behind him. “Miller's body was discovered in the south tunnel, sir. His neck was…” When he noticed Marcus's face, he paused. Marcus remained silent. Rather, he turned slowly toward the wall and pounded the stone with his fist. Break. Not the wall. His knuckles. He didn't recoil. Erik remained silent. "We were played," Marcus stated icily in a quiet voice. “He wanted me here, as evidenced by the door, the shackles, and the lighting. He wanted me to waste time.” Behind Erik, “another guard jogged in. We're down three, sir. One is still abs
Deep Confusion
Click. The floor moved, then disappeared. As she and Diana fell into the darkness, Sarah's breath seized in her throat. There's no time to yell. Weightlessness, frigid air, and then pain. Her body struck a hard object. Before everything froze, she rolled once. Stone. Her back hurt. She had a throbbing wrist. Her lungs were clogged with dust. She pushed herself up on shaking arms and coughed violently. "Diana?" No answer. Her heart ceased beating. From a few feet away, she heard a groan. "I am here," Diana croaked. "Ouch. My arm.”Sarah squinted in the darkness and crawled toward her. There was a slight, strange glimmer in the walls, so it wasn't completely dark. Not exactly light. The stone was more like pulsating. Inhaling. When she got to Diana, she examined her arm. "Avoid moving it. It undoubtedly hurts. Not twisted, but…” Diana muttered, "Just take me to my feet." Sarah did what she was told. Both of them looked around their new jail after they were upright. It was not
Despair
The air was dense with quiet. As they drove deeper into the forest, even the trees changed taller, darker, strangely motionless. The dirt route was constructed, with red-etched stones at intervals of a few meters. A few were laid to rest. Some learned as though they had been there for centuries. Marcus wore Diana's pendant around his wrist while he sat silently in the front of the lead SUV. It pulsed in time with the red stones, as though directing them, and burned dimly. A trail, not merely markers. A caution. One of the younger guards leaned forward from the rear seat. "Permission to speak, sir?" Without looking, Marcus answered, "Granted." "This location... Something feels off. These markings…”“ "They aren't for you," Marcus interrupted. "They're for an older thing." Via communications, a second soldier in the second vehicle buzzed in. “The visibility is decreasing, sir. Do you want us to slow down?” "No," Marcus replied. "We're Close." Despite appearing uncertain, the dr
Night Whispers
Sarah's body tensed as the door creaked open, harsh light slicing through the darkness like a blade. Two masked men stepped inside, dragging someone between them, someone groaning, struggling. They dropped her on the ground with both legs and hands tied firmly with a strong rope and left without a word. The door slammed shut. Sarah blinked at the figure on the floor. Tangled hair. Dirt-streaked face. Time in this place bled into itself.She couldn't help but wonder who the stranger was she wanted to inquire about who she was but she just didn't know what to say Coughing, she attempted to raise herself onto her elbows. Her lip cracked, and one eye was already swollen. "You," Sarah said, using a pointed word. Weakly, Diana looked up. It's good to see you as well. "Why are you in this place and such a bad condition?" Sarah gave a whizz. "What did you do?" Diana cleared her throat once more. "I tried to help in looking for you." Sarah's chains rattled as she stood. "You think I'l
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Through the fog, The convoy moved like ghosts. Three black SUVs rolled along the dilapidated road that wound through the city's outskirts, a long-forgotten and supposedly cursed location. Marcus sat at the front with his hands on his knees and his gaze fixed on the trees that passed by in a whirl of gloom. A map from the hidden camera footage was given by Victor. The backdrop analysis and reverse-matching to a recognized site had taken hours. However, Marcus recognized it right away. Not by name. Through emotion. When the video paused before a crumbling archway that was just visible through foliage, something in his chest had awakened. It called to him, that spot."Two kilometers away," the driver muttered. “Isn’t this a bit too easy” Marcus muttered to himself Diana remained silent. Since they departed, she hadn't. But she sensed the change in Marcus's energy and continued to stare at him. Marcus leaned forward a little when they turned onto the gravel road. It was there.
Traces and Tension
The news was out, you could see the news. A breaking ticker at the bottom of the morning show screen, flashing headlines, and online rumors: "Heiress Sarah Moon Missing During Private Gala." Diana felt a knot build in her chest as she gazed blankly at the television. She was unsure of the cause of her guilt. She hadn't been involved in it. Nothing, right? The piercing buzz of the intercom echoed through the home before she could descend into the spiral. Until the maid entered, she chose to ignore it. “It's Mr. Alexander, Miss. He claims that it is urgent.” He did, of course. Slowly, while still tying her robe, she headed downstairs. He had already entered and was pacing the foyer. As soon as he spotted her, he remarked,"You have some nerve." Diana's eyebrow went up. "Pardon me?" “Sarah is missing. Lost. Disappeared. And the last person to speak with her before she vanished was you!”She was shocked and questioned, "Do you think I kidnapped her?" He yelled, "I don't know,

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