Aria was running.
She wasn't sure why but she couldn't stop, her bare feet slapping against the cold marble floor that seemed to stretch on for miles. The hallway stretched on forever, dim and narrow, lit only by flickering bulbs that buzzed like angry insects. Her breath came in shallow bursts, echoing strangely, as though the air itself was thick and hard to pull in.
Somewhere behind her, a voice called her name.
Soft. Gentle. Familiar.
Aria… come back…
She knew that voice. It was her mother’s voice.
Aria turned, heart pounding, anxiety clawing through her to find the owner of the voice… but the hallway twisted, warping like melted wax, and the voice distorted into something darker. A tall silhouette emerged from the shadows. It had no face but it still reached for her.
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