CHAPTER 9
Author: anna'rubi
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Another nightmare hit like a suffocating wave. Another escape, another whisper that calls his name, trapped again. However, this is not the case now. This time, Alex knows that the Oni are after him , that after Zoey's death, he is next and there is nowhere to run. He is in a trap. There is no way out of the city. There is no way out of nightmares. There is no escape from Them.

"When the Dark finds you. You will meet Us alone!” - this time he feels their words, as if burned somewhere inside, on the subcortex. He tries to run faster, but how to run from Them if even his mind cannot find the answer to the question “what did I see?”

The whisper drives him like an animal into a trap, and envelops him with paralyzing horror. Getting close. Soon…

Alex, wake up! An icy hand shakes his shoulder, the other covers his mouth.

Brantford area. Night. Fog spreads along the roads. It lies across the road. Nearby, on his knees, Fox tries to push him.

- Come on, get up, quick! the girl hissed. “We sti
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