Chapter 92- A predators call

Aurora sat on the small cot in the corner of her room, her knees pulled up to her chest. Her heart hadn’t stopped racing since she woke up that morning, and every sound outside the door made her flinch. She couldn’t shake the feeling that something terrible was coming.

The room was quiet except for the faint rustling of her own movements. The air was cold, heavy, and oppressive, as if the very walls were watching her. She stared at the worn floor, trying to calm ...