Echoes of the dark

The Shadows

e door had slammed with a force that made the old walls of the house trembl

ed, her voice shaky.

was no

walls. The silence was so oppressive that it seemed to swallow every sound she made. S

acked, barely more than a whisper in the vast emptiness. Sh

ance, she heard t

she strained to listen.

nfusion. There was no response, just the soft, delibera

t, and the back of her neck pr

unded in her ears as she desperately scanned the darkness. Her fingers brushed against the wall

she

t beyond her reach. Jesse's mind raced, her body frozen in place. She co

am, but the sound

ure did

hispers, soft as a breath,

e...

erate to escape, but there was nowhere to go. The walls felt l

ped, her voice

the figu

y in front of her, its face hidden in the shadows, but she could feel it

most deafening crack, the

toward the exit, not daring to loo

her voice a frantic screa

than she remembered. It was like the walls were shifting, twis

e reached t

each step creaking under the pressure, but she couldn'

allway stretched in front of her, every door closed, every window sealed. But

mething in Jesse's gut to

pushed forward, her hand tremblin

e door swung open with a sudden force

g in the center of

wasn'

pressed against her stomach, as though clutching something to her chest, but Jesse couldn't make out w

her voice raw with fear

face pale, and his eyes wide, fixed on something Jesse could

d. "Sam! Look at me! Co

let me go," he whispered, his voice hoar

pped. "What? Who

soft chuckle, and her voice slithe

r voice cold and hollow, the words

ossibly quiet. The walls seemed to close in tighter, the air stifling,

ase-don't listen to her! We

didn'

ass of hair. Her eyes were black-deep, endless pits. Her lips curled

e said, her voice dripping with malice.

fear clawing at her thro

dn't have found. I am what your curiosity has b

still, and the shadows in the room seemed

here, a loud, terrifying

ng was