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Curse of the crimson moon

Chapter 2 Whispers in the Woods

Word Count: 1334    |    Released on: 03/02/2025

e not having visited the town for many years Olivia felt the familiar heaviness envelop her when she passed through the fog. The car headlights sliced through the dense

et company with ancient secrets that predated the town itself. Even though she had visited her mother several times she hadn't stayed overnight in this place for mo

passing the town sign she spotted a disturbing message that made her skin crawl: "Welcome to Mallow G

warning seemed odd back then and didn't make sense at all. This night the words had an unexpected heaviness that they never possessed bef

d by that explanation. Her mother possessed both strength and resilience. The idea of her mother collapsing and dying unex

ilding. The windows emitted no light while they stared at her creating an unsettling emptiness. She didn't

isioned. Years of neglect had turned the abandoned house into a crumbling structure that lost its former grandeur. Her stomach tw

to herself although nothing a

e porch lacked its familiar creaking sounds and her mother's cooking scent failed to reach her. This place now appeared comp

l Reed framed by the porch light as he stood outside. His tallness and sol

. She hadn't expect

the window sligh

his eyes which showed a

n't seen Michael anywhere near this place. Over the years she had been actively avoiding any contact wi

for being there while mainta

at her with gentle concern as he said, "You don't thin

ant things that remained unexpressed between them. Their relationship had g

not what I thought it was. The extent of my avoidance beca

ded toward the porch where his boots made a crunching sound against the grav

d, "Let's go inside." You d

-

The walls displayed the same old photographs while antique furniture occupied the living room space. But noth

every step she took. The old couch where her mother stitched quilts for hou

l stated as his words cut through the stillne

whether she addressed Michael or herself because it's sup

frown and asked, "

out her findings and had never given him reasons for her departure.

he couldn't explain. "My mother's death wasn't entirely natural." I thin

d period. Something kept this town thriv

ithin her mind buried beneath old stories and fears together

by a noise coming from upsta

t of something-or someone-moving through the up

whispered with a voice th

ze hardened.

ear slowly filled Olivia's bloodstream while she stood motionle

e sprinted behind him but he ha

ile ascending to the second floor yet no person wa

mering heartbeat along with an irregular pulse. Each move

d a thin beam of light to escape into the room which seemed strange. She detected an

chael's voice

d the room became visible. The sight before her

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