'Did you really think you could escape?' That haunting voice blended in the darkness cackled viciously as its tendrils crept towards Zariah.
Its movement was slow, but sure, predatory for it knew there was no means of escape for Zariah and Zariah knew it too.
Zariah's heart sank, a familiar terror gripping her.
'A thousand lifetimes...a thousand chances and the result will never change. You will die...they will all die...mark my words.' The haunting voice vowed.
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"Zari! Breathe...breathe Zari..." Darren's familiar voice broke through the haze of Zariah's subconscious, pulling her back to the waking world.
Zariah's panicked breaths converted to a quiet gasp, forcefully sucking in a mouthful of air which stabilized her panicked breathing.
When her heart rate slowed, Zariah's eyes slowly fluttered open.
