FOREVER BOUND IN DARKNESS
The air was thick and musty, and the faint sound of dripping water echoed somewhere in the distance.
“Lucas?” I called out, my voice trembling slightly.
No answer.
I moved deeper into the warehouse, my flashlight cutting through the darkness. The place was a maze of old machinery, stacked crates, and forgotten debris. It felt like the kind of place where shadows could come to life.
As I walked, I kept my eyes and ears open for anything unusual. Every creak of the floor, every distant sound, made my nerves jump.
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Then I saw it—a small flicker of light coming from one of the far corners of the warehouse. It wasn’t much, just a faint glow, but it stood out against the darkness.
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