Salem’s vision trembled as he crossed the threshold of the shimmering veil. It wasn’t a door, not exactly—more like a tear in the fabric of reality itself, jagged and unstable, pulsating with an eerie light that flickered in impossible colors. Beyond it stretched a corridor, but not one bound by ordinary rules of space or time. The walls breathed, exhaled whispers of moments lost and futures yet unborn, and the floor beneath him rippled like water disturbed by a stone.
His heart hammered with a mix of dread and curiosity. The very air buzzed with static, charged with a power that gnawed at the edges of his sanity. Time here didn’t flow like a gentle river. It shattered and splintered, broken shards swirling around him like sharp glass fragments reflecting flashes of memories he hadn’t liv
