As Nuba turned to face Meera, she saw a look of pure intent on her friend's face. It was as if Meera had been waiting for this moment for a long time. The Oracle's power was building inside Nuba, and she could feel herself being pulled into a world beyond her own.
"Nuba, you're the chosen one,"
Meera said, her voice low and urgent.
"You've been chosen to unlock the secrets of the Oracle."
But before Nuba could respond, the Oracle's voice boomed again, echoing off the walls.
"Who dares to disturb the secrets of the Oracle?"
It thundered once more.
Nuba felt herself being pulled towards the crystal orb, as if an invisible force was drawing her closer. She reached out a hand, feeling the power of the Oracle coursing through her veins.
As her hand touched the orb, the room was filled with a blinding light. Nuba felt herself being transported to a world beyond her own, a world of ancient magic and forgotten knowledge.
When the light faded, Nuba found herself standing in a vast, open plain. The sky was a deep purple, and the ground was covered in a thick, iridescent mist. In the distance, she saw a figure walking towards her.
It was Meera, but she was different. Her eyes were black as coal, and her skin was deathly pale. Nuba felt a shiver run down her spine as Meera approached.
"Welcome to the Realm of the Demon Land,"
Meera said, her voice dripping with malice.
"You're now part of our world, Nuba. And soon, you'll be bound to us forever."
Nuba's eyes widened in horror as she realized that she had been tricked. This Meera wasn't her friend at all, she was a servant of the dark forces that lurked in the shadows. She uses Meera's face to trick me. Real Meera did not come with her. She was in her house. Someone liked her and she tricked me.
Nuba's mind reeled as she realized the truth. She felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she realized that she had been tricked by someone who had used Meera's face to deceive her.
"Who are you?" Nuba demanded, her voice shaking with rage and fear.
"Why did you trick me?"
The figure in Meera's face smiled again, and Nuba saw a glint of malevolence in its eyes. "I am the one who has been watching you," it said.
"I am the one who has been waiting for you to discover your true potential."
Nuba's eyes darted around the plain, searching for any sign of escape or help. But there was none. She was alone, trapped in a world of darkness and deception.
As she looked at the figure in Meera's face, Nuba saw that it was changing. Its features were shifting, morphing into something new. She saw a glimmer of familiarity, and her heart skipped a beat as she realized who it was.
"You're...you're my friend's brother,"
She said, her voice barely above a whisper.
The figure in Meera's face nodded.
"I am your friend's brother," it said.
"And I have been waiting for you to discover your true potential."
Nuba's eyes widened in horror as she realized the truth. She had been tricked by someone who had used her friend's brother's face to deceive her.
Nuba's mind was reeling as she tried to process the shocking revelation. She couldn't believe that her friend's brother, who had always been kind and trustworthy, was now standing in front of her, revealing a dark and sinister side.
Nuba's mind reeled as she tried to process the shocking revelation. She felt a wave of panic wash over her as she realized that she had been deceived by someone who had used her friend's name to manipulate her. Meera didn't have a brother, and yet this figure had claimed to be her brother.
The figure in Meera's face smiled again, and Nuba saw a glint of malevolence in its eyes. "Ah, but you see, Nuba, I am not just anyone," It said.
"I am the one who has been watching you, studying you, and waiting for the perfect moment to strike."
Nuba's eyes darted around the plain, searching for any sign of escape or help. But there was none. She was trapped in a world of darkness and deception.
As she looked at the figure in Meera's face, Nuba saw that it was changing again. Its features were shifting, morphing into something new. She felt a sense of dread creeping over her as she realized that she was dealing with something truly evil.
The figure in Meera's face nodded, and Nuba saw that it was now wearing a mask. A mask with Meera's face painted on it.
"You are mine now, Nuba,"
It said, its voice dripping with malice.
"And soon, you will be a part of something much greater than yourself."
Nuba's heart pounded in her chest as she realized that she was trapped in a living nightmare. She didn't know what lay ahead, but she knew that she had to be brave if she wanted to survive.
As the masked figure's words echoed through the darkness, Nuba's mind raced with thoughts of escape and survival. She had no idea where she was or how she had ended up there. The last thing she remembered was walking home from a night out with friends, but everything after that was a blur.
The figure, still wearing the mask with Meera's face, began to move closer to Nuba. Its eyes seemed to bore into her very soul, and Nuba felt a shiver run down her spine. She knew that she had to keep her wits about her if she was going to make it out of this alive.
As the figure drew closer, Nuba noticed that it was surrounded by an eerie, pulsing light. The air was thick with an otherworldly energy, and she could feel it coursing through her veins like a dark, icy river. She knew that she had to be careful, or she might be swept away by its power.
The figure reached out and grasped Nuba's arm, its grip like a cold, dead weight. It pulled her close, its breath hot and rank on her skin. Nuba tried to struggle, but it was too strong. She was trapped, and she knew it.
"To be continued
Stay Tuned"