The plan was simple, though its implications were terrifying. They needed to go into the heart of the ship, where the entity's presence was the strongest. If they could find the source, the core of its power, perhaps they could break the connection once and for all.
But as they made their way deeper into the ship, the walls seemed to warp even more. The air grew thick, suffocating, as though the ship was closing in on them, unwilling to let them leave.
"We're getting closer," Kaelen muttered, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His mind was clouded with the whispers, the pull of the entity. It was almost too much to bear.
But they couldn't stop now. Not when the fate of everyone aboard was at stake.
The deeper they went, the more the walls seemed to bend and twist, as though the ship itself was alive—aware of their presence, waiting. The whispers filled their ears, growing louder and more insistent.
We are everywhere. You cannot escape us.
Kaelen felt the presence closing in on him, consuming him.
But he wouldn't give in. Not yet.