Shadows That Breathe
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👉() mean action
👉[ ] talking to himself
👉' ' thinking in mind
👉~~ sweet voice
👉❄ ❄ cold tone
👉🥶 Extremely cold
Kai stood frozen. The whisper of his name still lingered in the air, curling around him like smoke. His pulse pounded against his throat. The shadows ahead seemed deeper—too deep, as if they swallowed even the light from his flashlight.
A whisper. Soft. Intimate. Right against his ear.
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(Breath hitched. The air behind him thickened, colder than ice.)
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(A touch—barely there—brushed against his nape, trailing down his spine in a chilling caress. His entire body tensed, fingers curling into a tight fist..)
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
[Not real. Just my imagination. I’m sleep-deprived. That’s it.]
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(spun around, heart hammering—nothing. Just the empty, rotting hallway stretching behind him. His flashlight flickered, and for a split second, the shadows moved—something shifted, something watched.)
☝️Imagine that kai seen something like this with the flashlight
Leo Carter
(From down the hall) "Kai? What the hell are you doing up there?" 🔊
Kai inhaled sharply, forcing his muscles to relax. He turned, walking briskly back toward the group, but the sensation of invisible fingers still clung to his skin, like something unseen refused to let go.
👆 something like this but that unseen holding tightly.
Leo’s eyes narrowed when Kai rejoined them. He took one look at him and frowned.
Leo Carter
"You look like you’ve seen a ghost." ( ﾟ∀ﾟ)
Mason Carter(Mc Colleague)
"what are you doing here" 🤨
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[Enjoying someone misery]
Mason Carter(Mc Colleague)
"What....??" (Listen👂 but pretending)
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
"Hey you too get out of here it's not your turn to Speak." 🔊
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
"You both ruining my moment.... "
(Fuck you both God will never let you speak for ruining my moment after all i am gods favorite child.) hehehe
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
What he's doing ☝️
Mason Carter(Mc Colleague)
Mason Carter(Mc Colleague)
👀
Mason Carter(Mc Colleague)
🏃♂️➡️🏃♂️➡️🏃♂️➡️🏃♂️➡️
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🏃➡️🏃➡️🏃➡️🏃➡️🏃➡️
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
🤷🤷🤷🤷
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
"Funny."
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(Because I think I just did.)
Dorian’s gaze flickered between them, his expression unreadable, but something about the way he studied Kai felt... knowing.
Izzy Rivera (Mc Colleague)
"Can we not split up again? This isn’t a horror movie where people survive doing that." (*/∀＼*)
Noah Reyes (Mc Colleague)
"Yeah, man. What’s with you wandering off? What if something grabbed you?" 😥
Kai didn’t answer. He didn’t want to admit that something almost did. Instead, he kept moving.
The group entered a large room lined with aged, cracked portraits. Dozens of eyes—painted and hollow—stared down at them from the walls.
The air here was heavier, thick with dust and something... foul. It smelled like damp earth and decayed flowers.
Izzy Rivera (Mc Colleague)
"...Why do I feel like they’re watching us?" ！！
(゜ロ゜ノ)
As if something responding, the candles in the rusted chandelier flickered—dim at first, then violently, until one by one, they went out.
Noah Reyes (Mc Colleague)
"...Okay. That’s it. I’m done."！！
Σ(￣□￣;)！！
Kai swallowed, stepping forward. His eyes landed on a massive, dust-covered portrait at the far end of the room.
Unlike the others, this one was shrouded in a black cloth, nailed into the wall. A cold draft slithered through the room, curling around his ankles.
Kai ignored him. His fingers brushed against the fabric, and the second he gripped it and ——
The doors slammed shut. The temperature plummeted. A guttural, wheezing sound echoed from the shadows.
👆Imagine that this door slammed with loud WHAM !
Izzy Rivera (Mc Colleague)
(Shaking) "What the hell was that?" ( Д ) ﾟ ﾟ
Dorian 'Dori'
(Calmly, but firm) "Kairos. Don’t move." 🙃
Kairos Blackwood (MC)
(But it was too late. He pulled the cloth down.)
The portrait revealed a man. Tall. Dark hair. Sharp features. His eyes were cold, yet there was something eerily familiar about them. Kairos’ breath caught in his throat.
Then—the portrait SMILED.
Imagine simile at portrait
Not a trick of the light. Not a figment of the imagination. The painted lips curled upward, a knowing, sinister grin spreading across the man's face.
The candlelight flickered wildly. The air turned suffocating.
Voice
Voice (from nowhere, from everywhere) "You’re finally ❄ ❄ ~
Kai stumbled back. The voice—that voice. It was the same one that whispered his name in the hallway. The same one that sent a chill down his spine. The same one that felt... possessive.
And for the first time, he felt it—a presence. Not just watching him. But waiting for him.
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Guys would you like the ghost's interactions with Kai to intensify in the next chapter?
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If you want than comment please
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But I don't want there interactions now, I want to them to get more scared hehehe 😝😝
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