SILHOUETTE

UNRAVELING SHADOWS

Addie's heart slammed against her ribcage, echoing in the silence of her mind as she tried to piece together the puzzle of her father's cryptic words. The world around her was no longer tangible. The graveyard had dissolved, leaving only a vast emptiness in its wake. She was suspended in a void, a place between life and death, where the air was thick with the scent of decay and the oppressive weight of unspoken truths.

"Some things should never be found."

The words reverberated through her skull, refusing to fade, pulling her deeper into the darkness. Addie felt the presence of something-someone-watching her, a force that gnawed at her, like the whispers of a past long buried, rising to the surface to demand attention.

She looked around, but all she could see was the black void, stretching endlessly in every direction. She was alone. Alone, but not really.

The silence was suffocating, punctuated only by the distant, hollow sound of footsteps. Addie's pulse quickened as the echo grew louder, closer. Then, from the shadows, a figure emerged. A woman. Her face was familiar yet distorted, twisted in a way that made Addie's stomach churn. Her eyes were hollow, like those of a corpse, but there was something more in them. Something that lingered, like a memory long forgotten but not completely erased.

The woman moved closer, her steps slow, deliberate, as though she were savoring Addie's fear. Her skin was pale and stretched tight over bone, her lips cracked and dry, but when she spoke, her voice was sharp, cutting through the air like a knife.

"You shouldn't have come here, Addie," the woman said, her words laced with venom. "You think you're free? You think you're the victim? You're just like him, you know. Just like your father."

Addie recoiled, her body instinctively taking a step back. "What do you mean? Who are you?"

The woman's lips curled into a twisted grin. "I am the one who knows. The one who saw everything. The one who witnessed the choices you didn't make, the steps you didn't take. Your father... he didn't protect you. He didn't love you. He didn't save you."

Addie's breath hitched. "No... that's not true. He loved me. He-"

"Loves you? Oh, sweet girl," the woman interrupted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "He loved you in his own twisted way, but he left you behind. And now... now you're the one who will carry the curse. The curse of your bloodline, Addie."

"Curse?" Addie gasped. Her head spun, her vision narrowing as the weight of the woman's words sank in. "What do you mean? What are you talking about?"

The woman stepped closer, her form blurring, then solidifying once more, like a ghost trapped between worlds. "The blood that runs through your veins is tainted, Addie. Your father's sins are yours now. He may have tried to protect you, but he failed. And now you'll be forced to face the truth."

Addie took another step back, but the woman advanced, her presence suffocating. "What truth?" she whispered, her voice shaking with a mix of fear and disbelief.

"The truth that your family was never just a family," the woman spat. "Your father was involved in something far darker. Something that you've been too blind to see. You think the night he died was a random attack? No. It was orchestrated. Your father knew it was coming. He knew, and he did nothing. And you... you're his legacy. The one who will finish what he started."

Addie's mind reeled. The ground beneath her feet began to tremble as if the very earth was reacting to the woman's words. "No... I... I can't be. I'm nothing like him. I just... I just want to be free."

The woman's eyes glinted with cruel amusement. "Free? You think freedom is something you can escape to? No, darling. Freedom doesn't come when you run away from your past. It comes when you accept it."

"No!" Addie screamed, her voice breaking. "I won't accept this. I won't be a part of this darkness. I won't-"

The woman's laughter echoed in the void, a sound that made Addie's skin crawl. "It's too late for that, Addie. You were never given a choice. You were born into this."

The world around Addie seemed to shift once more, the shadows deepening, closing in like a vice around her. She stumbled, her legs weak beneath her. "No..." she whispered again, the word escaping her lips like a prayer. "I won't let it consume me. I won't let it break me again."

The woman's face contorted into a mask of fury. "You can't escape, Addie. You can't outrun your own blood. It's a part of you. It's in you. And it's coming for you."

Just as the woman reached out to grab her, the world around Addie shattered, the darkness exploding into a blinding white light.

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Addie woke, gasping for air, her body drenched in sweat. Her heart pounded in her chest, as though it were trying to break free from her ribcage. Her vision swam, the remnants of the nightmare clinging to her like a heavy fog. She looked around her room, the familiar concrete walls, the peeling paint. It was all the same, but nothing felt the same. The air was thick with something-something that had changed, something that had followed her back from the darkness.

The nightmares were never just dreams. They were memories. Memories she hadn't wanted to face, but now... now they were unraveling, dragging her toward a truth she wasn't ready for.

Addie's fingers trembled as she reached for the edge of her bed, her mind still reeling from what the woman had said. "I'm a part of this," she muttered, her voice hoarse. "I'm not just a victim. I'm part of the curse."

But was it really a curse? Or was it the truth?

She didn't know anymore. But she had to find out.

With a sense of determination she hadn't felt in years, Addie stood up, the blood still pooling beneath her, but her mind no longer clouded by the haze of despair. She had questions, and she would find the answers, no matter how dark the truth turned out to be.

Her father's ghost had shown her a glimpse of something... something she was meant to uncover.

And now, she had no choice but to follow the path, wherever it led.

The curse wasn't just her Father's, it was HER'S now, too. And there's no going back..

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Part : 3
is coming soon

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