Chapter 56 - The Descent Begins
Author: DukePen
last update2026-08-01 17:17:24

He didn't go home.

The river road stretched empty, streetlights thinning and then vanishing entirely. Luke drove past his building, kept going, and pulled off where the pavement dissolved into gravel at the water's edge. The engine idled. The heater ticked. He took out Selene's photograph — the younger version, the one who still smiled as she meant it — and held it in the dashboard glow.

He studied her face for a moment. Whatever she'd understood about what was coming, she'd never shown it. No
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