Chapter 143

The transformation

Miller sat hunched over in his dark and quiet room, feeling the weight of his predicament pressing down on him. He glanced around nervously, his unease was growing with each passing moment. He never knew what could come next. He didn't trust anyone now to protect him. Suddenly, the air in the room grew heavy, and thick with a dark mist that seemed to materialize out of nowhere. It was cold and had this dark aura. The mist swirled around him, its tendrils reaching out like ghostly fingers, sending a chill down Miller's spine.

"Wh-what's going on?" Miller stuttered, his voice trembling with fear as he tried to make sense of the weird sensation.

There was no reply, only the oppressive silence of the room interrupted by the faint sound of the swirling mist.

"Hello?" Miller called out in fear, his voice was wobbling as he felt a sense of premonition. Something was happening but yet, but he couldn't tell what it was.

The mist seemed to respond, forming a shadowy image t
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