The devil's silent bride

an left the cha

corridors. She didn't care which way she turned-anything to get away from t

ion didn't m

her down into the same hallway she'd fled moments before. Her breathing quick

ors, clutching her throat, trying to sw

ely

was faint, almost like wind whis

r he

ed unnaturally, its edges curlin

r like spilled ink. Evelyn froze, heart hammering. The air arou

y into her mind. The shadow's shape shifted, forming the outline of a woma

mouthed

pained it. "Because you are the last. The ch

re, footsteps echoed ne

ci

s wake. Evelyn's pulse pounded in her ears. She darted into a side passage,

turned his head to

ntly under the crimson mask. "You can run, little bride," he said

alke

had been trying to warn her... or if it was just another trap. But one thing was clear-if sh

as how... with