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CHAPTER 36 – Whispers in the Bone

Penulis: Asmara_Nyx
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-07-02 15:00:23

Alika's POV

I never imagined fear could have a taste. But tonight, it was thick on my tongue—metallic, like blood. My breath fogged in the damp, icy air as I stepped deeper into the secret passageway hidden behind the old bookshelf in the study. It had shifted by itself earlier, revealing this narrow tunnel carved into the house’s very bones.

No one knew this existed. Not even Ethan. Or… maybe he did. Maybe that was the worst part.

My phone's flashlight illuminated stone walls slick with condensation. The air was damp and heavy, infused with the scent of rotting wood and iron. My footsteps echoed too loud against the flagstone floor, like I was trespassing in a place long forgotten by the living.

But something remembered me. I could feel it.

My fingers gripped the phone tighter. The walls closed in the farther I went. No signs, no symbols—until I reached the end of the corridor and found the door.

It stood alone, ancien
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