Chapter 472

The air grew thick with tension as Dexter, Charlotte, and Henry stood at the edge of the shadowy corridor, the faint flickering of the emergency lights casting eerie shapes on the walls. Every step they took echoed too loudly in the confined space, amplifying the anticipation that hung between them. Dexter could feel it now—the undeniable presence, the pull of something ancient and dark, lurking just beyond the edge of his perception.

He clenched his fists, his mind sharp and focused. He had been in many dangerous situations, faced threats that would have broken lesser men, but this was different. The energy here was foreign, distorted, and it felt like it was closing in from every direction.

"Do you feel that?" Charlotte whispered, her voice barely audible over the rising hum of the strange force that surrounded them.

Dexter nodded, his gaze scanning the shadows that stretched ominously along the walls. "Something's not right. Stay close."

Henry was already moving, his fingers tappin
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