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Screams from the Abyss Please don't leave me
In the dim, surreal space, Jaden stood before the colossal mirror that defied all sense of scale. It stretched endlessly, both in height and width, its expanse a perplexing sightHis breaths came in ragged gasps, like someone who had just completed a marathon. Yet, despite his erratic breathing, he felt strangely numb, even with the indescribable unease that gnawed at him, emotions too complex to fathom.Nothing in this place adhered to reason. Jaden squinted as he peered deep into the mirror. From the moment he had arrived, nothing made sense, yet he felt every emotion, pain, and trauma. Understanding remained elusive.His mind resembled a ceaseless tempest, a chaotic maelstrom shattering his thoughts.Still, it shouldn't have surprised him that his reflection remained absent despite standing before the mirror. In this surreal realm, logic held no sway.However, an unsettling unease clung to him, intensifying with each passing moment. The mirror possessed an allure, drawing him close
Screams from the Abyss Surrender to the Nightmare
His body became a mere plaything of some unseen force, flung across the air like a rag doll. Pain engulfed every fiber of his being, an agonizing chorus that drowned out rational thought. 'What was that?' he thought, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and fear.With a bone-shattering impact, his body collided mercilessly with the ground. He transformed into a human projectile, hurtling backward across the jagged terrain. The earth tore at his flesh with a voracious hunger, leaving him a battered and bruised mess. Finally, his turbulent journey came to a thunderous and painful halt, his ragged form sprawled amidst the landscape, gasping for breath, and his senses reeling from the sheer brutality of the ordeal.He winced, agony coursing through every fiber of his being. Tremendous pain engulfed him, bruises covering his battered body. He clung desperately to his shattered ribs, his contorted face etched with unrelenting anguish.Amidst the oppressive shadows, a figure stood, a mere silho
Screams from the Abyss Pain is Real
In the eerie abyss cloaked in profound darkness, a solitary figure perched upon a grotesque throne. The seat itself, an assemblage of interlocking bones, formed a macabre testament to forgotten horrors. Hovering just above the sinister throne, a single skull, its hollow eye sockets oozing with crimson rivulets.Amidst this thick shroud of shadows, cascading like a waterfall, flowed the figure's cascading mane of long, white hair. His entire form bore an intricate web of dark tattoos, an enigmatic narrative etched upon his flesh. These markings whispered of ancient tales long lost to the annals of time, secrets buried in cryptic maps.At the center of his chest, an azure crystal was deeply embedded, radiating a beguiling luminescence that bathed the darkness in an ethereal glow. Within the depths of this crystal, a world of dreams seemed to stir—a reservoir of untapped power, both breathtakingly beautiful and perilously capable of extinguishing life itself.Within the figure's irises g
Screams from the Abyss Why
"Why?" This question echoed in his mind, gradually transforming into distant echoes, as his consciousness teetered on the precipice between wakefulness and slumber."You won't make it," his father's voice echoed in his head, jolting him back to reality, and his eyelids fluttered open.It was enveloped in darkness, his senses still cloaked in a haze. He blinked repeatedly, attempting to acclimate to the obscurity that surrounded him.Where was he? A multitude of questions swarmed his thoughts, but they were all met with an impenetrable silence, and the pervasive darkness disoriented him.The soft, cushioned fabric beneath him pressed against his back, a familiar sensation that managed to penetrate the confusion. Amidst the uncertainty, he detected a scent he had grown accustomed to.His room. He was in his room, but why was it shrouded in such darkness? The scent of his bed sheets reached his senses, their soft fabric that usually offered solace, ruffled underneath his skin.He slowly
Screams from the Abyss Strange Stone
"Ahh," Liara sighed as she stood before the library entrance. The sliding glass door offered a clear view of the library's interior, with people scattered throughout, some engrossed in their work, others engrossed in quiet conversations.She contemplated stepping inside, a ritual she repeated daily, but it never got easier. Liara was painfully shy, and the idea of being the center of attention made her nervous. Even the thought of someone looking at her sent shivers down her spine.Her body tensed, hands clenched into fists, trembling as she gazed at the library. The noise around her faded into the background as she became oblivious to her surroundings.Her tension was so palpable that her nails dug into her skin, drawing blood, which fell to the floor with a quiet splash. Her heart raced, threatening to break free from its confines.'This is tough. Why does it have to be like this?' She chastised herself internally, scrutinizing her own inner struggle. "Why can't I just be normal lik
Screams from the Abyss Weird Encounter
"That must be it!" Her eyes widened with intrigue, her pupils dilating as a sense of achievement washed over her.However, this was merely the tip of the iceberg. Since embarking on this research, the more she delved, the more mind-boggling questions erupted in her mind.For instance, who was the woman, and what role did she play in all of this?When it came to the history of Gallatheum, only two nations were directly implicated: Thallasia and Dornavia.The connection between Thallasia and Dornavia, and the resources they shared, was common knowledge, evident in their intertwined histories. The alliance had been forged due to the shared resource of Gallatheum.But what was the true narrative behind this alliance? How did it all come to pass?A swarm of questions buzzed around Liara's thoughts, each more perplexing than the last. Her determination knew no bounds; giving up was not an option. Her curiosity had reached its peak."Oh, come on, Liara!" She brought her palm to her forehead,
Screams from the Abyss Into The Woods
Elin gracefully slipped her backpack off her shoulders, effortlessly selecting a seat opposite Liara. A fleeting glance at Liara accompanied her reach for the cup on the table, capturing Liara's attention before she took a sip.'Did everyone just fancy drinking people's coffee around here?' Liara mused, a subtle frown dancing on her face.After a hearty swig of the coffee, Elin released a deep breath, placing the cup back on the table with a gentle thud.Her gaze lifted to Liara, an inquisitive expression in her eyes, a subtle motion for Liara to take a seat.Liara swallowed nervously, cautiously settling into the chair before Elin, earning a smile that sent an unexpected shiver down her spine.Elin's intentions remained an enigma to Liara. Why was she here?"Hey... um... you don't have to worry; I won't tell any...""Worried?" Elin interrupted with a chuckle, cutting Liara off.Liara squinted, her curiosity escalating, the situation growing more bewildering with each passing moment.
Screams from the Abyss Dyslexic?
Behind the fence, a building loomed, darkness enveloping it, with no sign of life. It didn't seem like anyone had been around this part in a long time. Overgrown weeds surrounded the building, a tall tree fallen over a vehicle parked in front. The tree was still rooted, its branches growing through the car and around it. It was now nature's abode.Liara stood there, transfixed by the looming house before her, her mouth agape, heart pounding in her chest, breaths escaping her control."You know, if this... if this is about what happened earlier, I... I swear, I didn't mean it... No one's going to know. I'm not going to tell anyone," she stammered, her palms already clammy as she pleaded.Elin's stern gaze held, a cold silence enveloping them. She turned away, seemingly indifferent to the desperate plea."Follow me," Elin commanded, slowly opening a broken part of the fence. Crouching, she slid through, one hand maintaining a firm grip on the rusty barrier.Liara, her world a whirlwind
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