Chapter 33
⋆˖☽ 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑰𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍 𝑷𝒓𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒆 ☾˖⋆ Hours ago, the last sliver of the red moon had bled from the crack in the window, plunging the cabin into a thick, suffocating darkness. The meal they’d brought sat cold, a tasteless paste of grain and salted fish. Over the leftovers, the black miasma writhed. It pulsed with a palpable anger, surging toward the door whenever a crew member's footsteps echoed in the hall, only to recoil into nothingness as they passed. Then came a different sound. A distinct, deliberate creak of a single floorboard just outside our door. The miasma froze. It didn’t dissipate. It coiled, a serpent of shadow ready to strike. A sharp, commanding knock rattled the door on its hinges. "I have come for you both." The voice cut through the stale air, and I knew it instantly
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