The Echo of Emptiness

There are places in this world where the silence speaks louder than any scream,

echoing in the hollow ribs of forgotten buildings. Kaito felt the dread before he

saw it. A cold presence that burned the very air from his lungs,

leaving only the taste of iron and old ink. In the darkness, it waits.

It does not want your life; it wants the moment you finally stop hoping for

a dawn that will never come. Running is a foolish endeavor when your own shadow

has decided to betray you, becoming the very thing that hunts you.

The end doesn't come with a bang. It comes with a touch,