Once again, I fell into a death-like state. My body felt like soaked cotton, heavy and unresponsive. The darkness around me was thick, suffocating, and a force seemed to pull me down, deeper and deeper. My mind raced, teetering between reality and something unreal, something dangerous.
I could hear a faint whisper, almost like a wind brushing against my ear. The voice was familiar, yet I couldn't place it at first. And then I saw him a tall figure emerging from the shadows. Alex. His presence was both terrifying and magnetic.
"You're awake… finally," he said, though the sound didn't come from his mouth it came from my own head.
I tried to move, but my limbs refused to obey. Panic surged, and I could feel the cold sweat dripping down my forehead. "Alex… what is this?" I whispered into the void, though no one could answer.
