*Favian's eyes snapped open in the middle of the night, the room enveloped in an eerie darkness. Cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he realized he was surrounded by an unsettling black smoke that seemed to move with a life of its own. Panic surged through him as he tried to make sense of his surroundings.
The shadows seemed to dance, swirling and contorting in a sinister display. Favian could feel the air thickening with an otherworldly presence, sending shivers down his spine. The room, once familiar and comforting, now felt like an alien realm cloaked in evil energy.
He attempted to move, but an invisible force held him in place. The oppressive darkness seemed to press against his chest, making every breath a struggle. The black smoke whispered strange, unintelligible words, sending a chill through Favian's very core.
