Scarlet
The darkness stretched endlessly.
A thick fog coiled around my ankles, cold and clinging like a living thing, dragging me deeper into the abyss. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something metallic—blood. My heartbeat thundered in my ears, an erratic drum against the silence that pressed down on me. I knew this place. I had been here before.
And I was not alone.
A whisper slithered through the air, soft and mocking. It was neither male nor female, but something ancient, something wrong. My breath hitched, and I turned sharply, but the fog only thickened, swallowing my vision in shades of silver and black.
Then, the whisper became a voice. Low. Raspy. Too close.
"He is coming for you."
A scream curled in my throat, but before I could make a sound, the world s
