CHAPTER 75: DARKNESS

SILAS' POV:

The scenery is much different from how I remember the night looks like, or how it should be.

The sun is gone with only the moon's light beaming intensely in the thick black night.

Yet everything else around me is covered in a blanket of darkness, all but me and the white thread tied around my wrist.

The other end stretched down into the darkness, leading to somewhere I don't know or see.

For some reason, the only instinct I have is to follow the thread and ...