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Chapter 112: The Voice Below

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last update Date de publication: 2026-09-12 07:08:26

The lights went out.

Complete darkness swallowed the research station.

Rebecca heard Sebastian stumble beside her.

Then came another sound.

Footsteps.

Not from the corridor.

From beneath them.

Something was climbing the stairs.

Slowly.

One step.

Then another.

Harrison raised his weapon toward the darkness.

“Everyone, stay where you are.”

Rebecca could barely breathe.

The voice from below came again.

“Rebecca…”

Claire.

There was no mistaking it.

“Mom?”

Jonathan grabbed her arm.

“Don't go down th
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