Chapter 32

Amelia's POV

The night air was heavy with a sense of unease as I lay in bed, my body bathed in sweat. Sleep had eluded me for nights on end, replaced by a series of haunting nightmares that left me shaken and fearful. Each night, as I closed my eyes, I was transported to a realm of darkness and mystery, where cryptic messages and ominous warnings whispered in the recesses of my mind.

I found myself standing in a desolate landscape, shrouded in shadows and filled with a haunting stillness. The air was thick with anticipation, as if the world itself held its breath, waiting for some unknown force to descend upon it. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the rhythm echoing the urgency of the dreams that plagued me.

In the distance, a figure emerged from the darkness. Its presence was both ethereal and menacing, a phantom that seemed to embody both danger and mystery. Its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, piercing through the veil of uncertainty. It spoke in whispers, its voic