Whispers in the Shadows (ON HOLD)

prologue

The winding road cut through the rugged landscape of the Colorado wilderness, twisting and turning like a serpent in the dark. Amidst the towering pines and whispering winds, Shadowvale University stood as a forsaken fortress against the encroaching shadows.

For those deemed unfit for society's embrace, this secluded bastion offered sanctuary, or so they were led to believe. Ex-criminals, troubled souls, and those haunted by the demons of their past found solace within its imposing walls. But little did they know, within the depths of this forsaken institution lurked a darkness far more sinister than any they had faced before.

As night fell and the moon cast its pallid light upon the university's gates, five figures emerged from the shadows, cloaked in darkness. They were 'the Anarchists'—feared and revered in equal measure. Violent, cruel, and shrouded in mystery, they ruled the twisted labyrinth of Shadowvale with an iron fist. Each harbored their own demons, their own desires, their own obsessions.

And as the winds whispered through the trees and the echoes of their laughter faded into the night, the stage was set for a tale of darkness, obsession, and the twisted dance of fate.

Welcome to Shadowvale University, where the line between madness and obsession blurs, and the echoes of the past reverberate through the corridors of the present.