Shadowed Power

New Beginnings, Old Shadows

"Who's there?" Adrian called out, his voice echoing faintly in the stillness.

No answer came. Only the distant hum of the city and the rustle of leaves in the breeze. He cursed under his breath and resumed walking, but now every shadow seemed to hide a potential threat.

Back in his apartment, Adrian slumped onto the couch, his mind racing. The cryptic message he received earlier that evening flashed in her memory. It was a single line: "Danger approaches. Watch your back, Adrian." The sender remained anonymous, but the urgency in those words was unmistakable.

He pulled out his laptop and started tracing the message's origin, his fingers flying over the keyboard. The sender had covered their tracks well, but Adrian was relentless. Hours passed as he sifted through digital breadcrumbs, following leads that seemed to lead nowhere.

Frustrated, he leaned back and rubbed his temples. "Who are you?" he muttered to herself. The message felt personal, as if the sender knew more about him than