Roisin
The darkness was oppressive, suffocating. I was not myself… I was Azmariah. The moment I realized it, I was filled with a gut-wrenching sense of dread. The world around me felt wrong, twisted, like reality was bending in on itself. The library stretched out before me, but it was not as I remembered it. There was something sinister lurking in every shadow, in every whisper of the wind through the shelves.
The air was thick with tension, and I knew deep down that something terrible was about to happen.
Suddenly, the door behind me creaked open, the sound unnervingly loud in the eerie silence. My heart pounded, and I could feel Azmariah's heartbeat too, thrumming wildly in her chest as though it might burst through her ribcage. I tried to move, to turn and face whoever or whatever
