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Chapter Fifty-Seven

Author: Otega-Endowed
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-20 23:42:24

I woke up to a deafening silence. Not the peaceful kind that comes with morning birdsong or the hum of distant traffic, but the kind that was thick and unnatural, that made it feel like the world had stopped breathing.

It felt dark, awful, and scary, making me jerk from the foamy surface on which I found myself.

My eyes fluttered open, and immediately, pain surged through my skull. A pounding headache throbbed behind my temples, each beat like a hammer against bone.

I looked up at the ceiling above me and I almost jumped out of the bed from its look.

It was cracked, stained, and had its plaster peeling like old skin.

I blinked slowly, trying to make sense of the room as it didn't feel like the one I woke up to every morning, but the more I tried to, the more confused I was.

The air was damp and heavy with the scent of mold and something metallic. It felt like no one had been here in ages and the atmosphere was stale.

My limbs felt like lead and my mouth was as dry as sandpaper. I
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