The Unknown Whispering
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👉() mean action
👉[ ] talking to himself
👉' ' thinking in mind
👉~~ sweet voice
👉❄ ❄ cold tone
👉🥶 Extremely cold
They step into the grand hall, the air heavy with dust and something far more sinister. The mansion’s twisted beauty feels suffocating, its faded elegance shadowed by decay.
Leo Carter
“Cameras are still acting up. Whatever’s here doesn’t want to be seen.” (((•_•;)
Dorian 'Dori'
(Eyes narrowed, his calm demeanor slightly shaken) “Or maybe it’s just playing with us.” ('ー';)
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
“Playing..... yeah, that sounds about right.”
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
'It’s like this place is breathing. Like it’s aware of us. Or... of me.'
Noah Reyes (Mc Colleague)
“So, where to next, Mr. Fearless Leader???”
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
“The east wing. That’s where I sensed something stronger.”
Izzy Rivera (Mc Colleague)
(Grumbling) “Stronger? As if this place isn’t bad enough already.”
Dorian 'Dori'
(Chuckling) “You wanted a thrill, didn’t you?”(*＾-＾)/～~
Izzy Rivera (Mc Colleague)
“I wanted a thrill, not... whatever nightmare this is.” o( ﾟДﾟ)o
They walk down the corridor, their footsteps echoing against the cracked marble floor. The walls seem to pulse with a dark energy, the air thick with a sour, metallic scent.
Leo Carter
“What’s that smell? Blood?” 😟
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(Frowning) “No. It’s... old. Like something rotting away for years.” 😟
Dorian 'Dori'
“Fitting for a place like this.”~~~
A sudden thud makes them all freeze. Kairos’ eyes dart toward the source, his heartbeat accelerating.
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
“Stay here. I’ll check it out.”
Noah Reyes (Mc Colleague)
(Shout) “Alone? Are you out of your damn mind?” (｀□´)
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
“Just stay here, Noah. I need to confirm something.”
He strides ahead, his breathing shallow. The sensation of being watched intensifies, and for a moment, the shadows seem to twist into a grinning face. His pulse races, but he keeps going. Something whispers his name, soft and tempting.
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(Eyes widening) (゜ロ゜) [Did I just... imagine that?]
Another cold brush against his neck, fingers almost possessive in their touch. His body stiffens, a shiver racing down his spine.
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
“W..Who’s there?”
Silence, But something is definitely there, lurking, waiting. Watching.
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