(6/6) Hollowridge

Hollowridge Part VI – Never Released We run, through twisting tunnels,

shadows hissing and scraping, collapsing behind us. Marcus is behind,

his face flickering, unstable, like the mine is pulling him into itself.

Lena pulls me forward, relentless. We emerge into pale dawn. Hollowridge lies

silent, still, but the air hums with its presence. I have survived,

but part of me remains in those tunnels. The bell is gone from the square, yet its vibration

echoes in my chest. The markings Lena traced burn faintly in my mind. The shard,

the bones, the coin—they linger as reminders. Hollowridge does not release what