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Past This place was dark. And the dark here was not black walls. The dark here was in the men I heard talking. The dark here was the evil that lurked in the air. The dark here was the crying and screams and pain I could hear through the walls. The dark here was in the white sparkling lights and the money that surrounded us.

"You know, those days with you were the worst of my life. I wish I knew you were this wicked, Elena." Elena smirked. "You brought out the beast in me, love. They say, 'Don't underestimate darkness' allure; even pure hearts are drawn to it.'All thanks to you." Alan begged nervously, "Today's a happy day; don't ruin it. Let's reschedule. I'll meet you, give you whatever you want." Elena laughed, raising her hands. "What more could I ask for? Check the news, Alan. It'll clarify things."

Their footsteps trailed off. I lay there, my gaze fixed on the ceiling as the pain grew and my sanity started to crumble. I wanted to scream, to beg him for the drugs, to go back to that stupid, numb peace I once knew. However, I could not. The door swung open. Francis walked in, the small silver bottle glinting in his hand. He looked worn out: dark circles under his eyes and a rough stubble on his chin. He sat down beside me, watching as I writhed in agony.

Eli was alone in the dark. The darkness closed in immediately. It felt thick, heavy, and alive. It pressed against his eyes, against his chest, against his throat. His breathing turned fast and shallow. Old memories flooded back — the closet when he was nine, Marco’s laughter on the other side of the door, the endless black that had made him scream until his throat bled. The night his house burned, smoke filling his lungs, no light, no way out. The basement with Julian, the chains, the fear. “I can’t do this,” Eli whispered, sliding down the wall until he sat on the cold floor. His bandaged hands hugged his knees to his chest. “It’s too dark. Just like before. Just like always.”

Next Step: * Should we move to Chapter 11, where Iza starts leaking Dark’s secrets to his rivals, or should we have a scene where Dark tries to "buy" her forgiveness with an even more lavish gesture—like bringing her father to the penthouse?

**A Door to Darkness** The once cozy cabin has become a fortress under siege. The wind howls outside, shaking the fragile structure, while the ominous voice beyond the door echoes with a bone-chilling threat. Shadows dance on the walls, illuminated only by the flickering light from the fireplace. Inside, the tension is suffocating as Ethan, Sophia, and Jason stand frozen, their minds racing to comprehend the danger creeping closer.

"That was just a rumor! Vivian ate a ton of those cookies, and she's fine!" Vivian? I understood it instantly. Those cookies weren't even meant for Noah. They were Vivian's. He had been carrying her snacks around! I clenched my fists so hard that my nails dug into my palms. I spoke through gritted teeth, "That's because Vivian's an adult werewolf! Dogwood is only poisonous to pups—" "Mom!" Noah's cries interrupted me. His face was flushed crimson, and he clawed at his throat with both hands. "I don't feel too good… My throat feels like it's on fire… It hurts so much!"

They or we? The other party that threw our world into chaos was the self-proclaimed animal welfare organization Live for Animals. In an act of charity they broke into Doctor Christopher Krynick's research laboratory to bring the animals to safety. Unfortunately they had no idea what was going on and a well-meaning rescue operation turned into a global catastrophe. The proles first killed their rescuers and then escaped from the research facility to bring a plague of unprecedented proportions to the world. When a hand came to rest on my shoulder and slowly brushed the back of my neck, I tried to ignore the tingling sensation. "You can leave that nice. I'm still mad at you. "

I was surrounded by darkness. ** You're not a good person, there's no way you want to be a better person, the darkness of your past surrounds you, you can't escape yourself, the voice echoes louder and I was screaming. I woke up so fast and it was all a dream, all my body was covered with sweat. "It's just a dream you don't have to force yourself to sleep, it's been over seven hours since you slept,'' he mumbled as he put his hand on my forehead.

The dark one rasped with an ugly, toothy smile. Several more dark ones suddenly appeared beside him, each holding something in their hands. They approached us without a word. "How lovely to see you're still here. Had a heart-warming reunion, I presume?" He asked sarcastically. The other dark ones proceeded to walk over to us, and they opened our cage without a care in the world. Both of us jumped up, and where Elle stepped back from them, I moved forward with an intent to murder them. Four dark ones entered the tiny space, not once looking at me. One of them held a case, and another opened the case, leaving the door behind them wide open.