THIRD POVAnton did not slow down.No matter how many times Erica shouted his name, no matter how sharp or desperate her voice became, he kept moving forward, his figure steadily shrinking as the shadows swallowed him.His boots crunched against fallen leaves, his pace was fast , as if something unseen was pulling him ahead, pulling him towards Kira's house.“Anton!” Erica shouted again, her voice breaking slightly. “Stop!”He didn’t.For a brief, terrifying moment, she stood frozen, staring at his retreating back as panic bloomed fully in her chest. The forest around her felt suddenly larger, darker, more hostile. The silence pressed in, broken only by her own uneven breathing.“Damn it,” she muttered under her breath.Her anger warred with fear, but fear won.“Wait for me!” she yelled suddenly, breaking into a run.Her boots slipped slightly on the damp ground as she chased after him, branches whipping against her arms, her breath coming out in sharp gasps. “Anton, slow down!” she
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