"Who are you, Nix or Nathan?" I asked, my voice trembling as his lips curled into a knowing smile.
"Who am I?" he repeated, stepping back from me. "I'm your enemy."
The words hung in the air like a curse, and in that moment, the room seemed to darken around me. The atmosphere shifted, morphing from calm to something far more sinister. It felt as if a storm had descended, choking the air, making it thick and oppressive. Shadows twisted on the walls, coming alive with a malevolent energy, and the temperature dropped, leaving a chill in its wake. Every beat of my heart echoed in my ears, a relentless drum of panic, as if the room itself was suffocating under the weight of the enmity that had suddenly filled the space.
