Chapter 109 The horrors of Matilda

Tania's POV

I stood alone in a desolate place, the air heavy with an eerie silence. A haunting groan, filled with agony and despair, pierced through the stillness, sending shivers down my spine. I could feel its reverberations deep within my soul, a mournful cry that seemed to echo from the very depths of darkness.

As the anguished sound resonated around me, I strained my senses, focusing intently to determine its source. The groan seemed to seep from the very fabric of the environment, as if it were a whispered secret carried by the wind. Was I truly alone in this forsaken place? Could there be a dangerous entity lurking nearby, much like the dreaded Loon, its presence suffusing the air with malevolence?

Fear crept up my spine, its icy fingers tightening their grip on my heart. My instincts urged me to find something, anything, that could serve as a weapon against this unseen threat, be it a Loon or any other ominous presence. I sought solace in the tangible, grasping for a means to