By the time he'd found Slim and Double-C, something inside Teddy felt... hollowed out. Each kill left him with a sense of satisfaction, but also a growing emptiness, like he was carving out pieces of himself and leaving them behind with each body.
That night, as he sat alone in his cramped apartment, he realized the whispers hadn't left him. They'd gotten louder, and they were no longer soft or subtle. They were harsh, demanding, filling every silence with a deep, insistent murmur.
"You think you're safe, Teddy? You think this is over?"
The voice was familiar, like a ghost of his uncle's voice twisted by pain and rage. The room was dark, and Teddy felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up. The shadows seemed to pulse, thickening in the corners, stretching toward him like they had a life of their own. He squeezed his eyes shut, telling himself it was his mind playing tricks, but the voice just laughed-a low, bitter sound that sent a chill down his spine.
"You can't hide from what you've done."
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The Whispers of 4th District
ActionWhispers of the 4th District follows the harrowing journey of Tavon "Teddy" Williams, a young man from a rough neighborhood in 2074, who seeks revenge after the brutal murder of his beloved uncle, Marlon. With limited access to advanced technology a...
