The voice from the grave

middle of the space stopped her. The woman's shape was almost unrecognizable in the shadows, but something about her was eerily familiar. Rachel shivered as cold waters flowed into her

e had just passed, but something stopped her there-som

et it, the anxiety in her chest wanted to sweep her away. She couldn't let the fear ge

r if she should utter. She then turned around carefully and gradually. Her eyes were dark and hollow, her brow pa

ing. Rachel stopped breathing in readiness. The lady made one feel uncomfortable. It was the air about her, heavy with an unnatural

sound braver than she felt, "Who a

her lips. However, you will rather soon. Rachel's mind scored. She didn't know who the woman was. How could she? But the voice was strangely familiar, and it made

ing with me. The one from the pictures, the voice in the cemetery. With each step, the lady grew more serious and he

feet sensed rootedness. The eyes of the woman drew her in, something mesmerizing, ma

"I don't know. What do you want from me? Wh

profound, at Emma's name. She then spoke once more, her voice gentler now, almost a whisper. "

he beginning, she said, her voice little heard. "The darkness was always here. It has been always waiting. And now it is awake. Rachel's breathing arrived in quick gasps. The woman's words felt heavy on her chest, exacerbating her breathing difficulty. The walls bent

woman whispered, her eyes drilling her

no choice but to go away. But where? The shadows in the room appeared to be u

mouth raspy. " What do you

witness," she said almost mournfully, her voice distorted. And you will see what

omething she didn't grasp from deep inside her. The

ou are the solution. n Rachel's brain whirled. She had trouble comprehending the pieces of the puzzle that were spread all over her. The voice, the pictures, the inscrutable symbols-none

once you open it, there is no going back. Rachel's head was heavy with worry, a frigid, suffocating anxiety that impeded her thinking and her breathing. She

nother step forward. "You will see the truth, Rachel.

ho appeared to have all the solutions, all the authority. Her words, however only generate

ving as if they were alive, stretching and swirling around them. Something invisible,

he couldn't stand it any longer

was barely audible above the din of Rachel's

n her, her eyes growing wide. "What doo

her expression inscrutable. "The door is

blackness. Rachel's head spun as the temperature fell even lower, a piercing cold stealing into her bones. She recognized a door she had not seen unti

Rachel is before the strange door, not sure whether she should look away or open it. Rachel knows she has no clue what she could release by opening the door; th