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Chapter 27: The Road to Shadow's end
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Soraya’s words hovered above us like a portent we weren’t equipped to receive."It’s already too late."The wind shrieked through the desolate streets of Shadow’s End, rattling broken windows and kicking up dust that swirled in unnatural patterns. The town itself felt alive and breathing around us, shifting, waiting.My wrist was in the grip of Maxwell’s hand, a silent grappling hook. “What do you mean?” His tone cut, authoritative. “Too late for what?”Soraya didn’t answer. All she could do was stare wordlessly at us with those empty, haunted eyes, twitching her fingers at her sides like she was choosing between running or running.Jameson edged forward, hands held high as if in surrender. “We didn’t come here to harm you, Soraya. We need your help.”She made a short, mocking sound of laughter. “My help?” She shook her head. “I told you not to come here. You don’t know what this place is.I swallowed hard. “Then tell us.”Her eyes flicked to me, measuring. “You think you can fix this?
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The blast, a cacophony of light and noise.One minute we were in that dimly lit room, and Soraya’s warning loomed like gravity. The next, the bulbs shattered overhead, blotting us out in darkness. The impact sent shards of glass cascading, the walls rattling as though the house itself, were alive, responding to the presence outside.Then—silence.Thick, suffocating silence.Maxwell’s fingers closed more tightly around my wrist. He was breathing evenly, but I could sense the tension in his stance. Jameson still had a death grip on the journal, his knuckles white. Soraya didn’t move.And then, the voice returned.“You can’t hide from me, Lena Weber.”The way it said my name gave me a sick sort of chill in my spine. It wasn’t merely sound — it was a presence, something immense and primal wrapping around the syllables, like it was tasting them.Jameson said under his breath. “This is bad. This is really bad.”Soraya’s voice was hardly above a whisper. “It knows you now.”I swallowed hard.
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