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Chapter 47 - The Choir Beyond
Marks’s hands were raw from pounding the reinforced steel door. Beyond it, the annex vibrated with a resonance that made the very concrete under his boots shudder. The air stank of ozone and dust shaken from decades-old rafters. His breath came in ragged bursts, each inhalation flecked with the taste of copper.“Siya!” His voice broke. He knew she was inside, somewhere beyond that shifting veil of sound.The monitors in the control hub were useless now, reduced to white static threaded with black spirals that seemed to burn themselves into his retinas. Only the hospital’s foundation carried truth of the low, ceaseless hum that climbed and dipped in nauseating waves, almost as if mocking him.He pressed the headset tighter against his skull. “Talk to me, Siya. If you can hear me, say anything.”At first, there was only static. Then a whisper, distant and cracked: “deeper, follow the tone…”It was her voice, but warped, as though carried through rusted strings.Marks slammed a fist agai
Chapter 46 - The Splintering Echo
The sound hit them first. Not the low hum they’d grown used to, but something sharper, splintered, like glass breaking under strain. Siya staggered, clutching her head. The corridor walls trembled, not from vibrations in the air, but as if the stone itself was trying to sing.“Move,” Marks said hoarsely, tugging her arm. His voice sounded distant, muffled beneath the roar of layered frequencies. They stumbled toward the stairwell, but the steps had warped into angles that didn’t make sense. The spiral had begun to reshape the hospital itself, turning passageways into curves and ceilings into slopes that bent inward.Siya pressed her palm against the nearest wall. It pulsed under her touch like diseased flesh. A jolt shot through her arm. She pulled away with a cry, staring in horror as bruises formed instantly, curling into spiral shapes on her skin.“It’s bleeding into us,” she whispered.Marks steadied her. His eyes, wide and bloodshot, darted down the corridor. “Then we don’t have
Chapter 45 - The Echo World
The first thing Siya noticed was silence.Not the absence of noise, but a silence so thick it hummed. It pressed against her eardrums, vibrating just beneath hearing, like a held breath that would never release. Her body felt weightless, though not in a way that brought relief. It was the weightlessness of being unmoored, stripped of gravity, of rules.She blinked.The world around her was not black, nor light, but both at once. A shifting landscape where shadow curled into brightness and brightness slid into shadow. She stood, if you could call it that, on a surface that rippled like water but held firm beneath her feet.Shapes hovered at the edges of sight. Some resembled doorways, stretched impossibly tall. Others looked like staircases that led nowhere, folding back into themselves, and threaded through everything was the spiral, no longer painted on walls or cast in blood, but alive and vast, coiling through the horizon as if the world itself was wrapped around it.“Asanda?” she w
Chapter 44 - The Doors Open
The hum was no longer just in the walls. It was in the air, the floor, the marrow of Siya’s bones.The corridor warped around them, narrowing even though the tiles under her boots stayed fixed. It was like walking between two invisible presses slowly closing in. Marks swore under his breath, his flashlight beam bending unnaturally, as if the light itself was being pulled toward the epicenter.“Move!” he barked, shoving her ahead, but the air pushed back, thick, vibrating, almost solid. The hum rose half a tone, becoming something more than sound, something that rattled the teeth and clenched the heart. Siya’s ears popped. She realized it wasn’t just walls closing, it was the structure folding in, reality bending toward a single point.They reached the junction near the surgical wing, but it was unrecognizable. The ceiling sagged like a soft lung, metal panels creaking. The linoleum floor rippled in slow waves under their feet. And there, ahead, in the fracture between collapsing geome
Chapter 43 - Blood Spiral
The hum had been there for three days. Not in the way a faulty light buzzes or a distant machine runs. This was deeper, lower. It was in the bones of Groote Schuur, in the concrete, in the metal beams, in the very air. Siya could feel it in her molars, in the meat of her hands when she pressed them against the walls.Tonight, it was stronger.She sat on the cold bench outside Ward E.W., elbows on her knees, trying to steady her breathing. The hallway was almost completely dark, the emergency lights throwing weak red glows over the linoleum. Her skin prickled with sweat despite the cold. The spirals on her forearms, those bruises, had deepened to a bluish black. They throbbed in time with the hum.At the far end of the corridor, Marks was hunched over a rolling table, poring over decades-old blueprints he’d hauled from the hospital archives. He didn’t look up when he spoke.“She’s not contained anymore,” he said, voice rasping as though his throat was raw.Siya swallowed, her mouth dry
Chapter 42 - The Hollow Room
The stairwell was damp with condensation, the stone walls slick like old bone. Siya’s flashlight flickered against the concrete, cutting across peeling paint and water stains that coiled in faint, spiral-like whorls. Neither she nor Marks spoke.They had followed the trail of malfunctioning generators and redacted schematics until the corridor dead-ended, except it didn’t. The blueprint showed a sealed-off chamber beneath the east surgical wing. A room no one acknowledged in logs,with no wiring or ventilation, just wasted space. “The Hollow Room,” Marks muttered, reading the faded words etched in rust beside a warped metal plate.Siya pressed her palm against the surface. It was warm. Vibrating faintly, like a heartbeat under a pillow of skin. She looked at Marks.“It’s behind here,” she said. “It always was.”A rusted manual crank sat embedded in the wall. No digital access, no biometric scan, just iron and age. Marks wrapped a cloth around his hand and twisted. The metal shrieked i
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