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Chapter 38: Message in the Darkness
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2025-12-15 09:05:07The phone died with a loud click, followed by a monotonous hum. Siron stood rooted in the middle of his room, his fingers gripping the phone rigidly. His heartbeat pounded in his ears. That final hissing sound, he was sure, was Morat's voice. But he had just left Morat at the temple. And the voice sounded... different. Colder, emptier.
Without a second thought, he pressed the redial button. The phone rang once, twice, then was picked up."Hello?" a hoarse male voice, not the guard from before.Siron was confused. "Who is this? I'm calling back for the guard""Wrong number, kid," the voice cut him off, then hung up.Siron stared at his phone screen. His logic screamed this was a trap. But guilt and curiosity gnawed at him. What if something really did happen at the library? What if someone was hurt?He grabbed his jacket and ran out of the apartment. On the way, he tried calling Kit. No answer. He tried calling Morat, but remembered Morat didn't have a phone.
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