Clack Clack. Clack. Clack. Clack.
Footsteps thundered against the polished marble floors as they ran at full speed, Aren, Leon, Aiden, and Kira pushing their bodies to the limit. Their breaths came out sharp and fast, chests burning, legs screaming as they sprinted through the endless hallways of the castle.
They weren't alone.
Other Awakened were running in the same direction, some ahead of them, some behind, some weaving in from side corridors. No one knew where they were going. No one knew where an exit was. But everyone knew one thing.
They had to keep moving.
Stopping meant death.
The castle itself felt alive now. The walls seemed closer than before, the corridors longer, twisting in ways that made it impossible to tell if they were even heading somewhere meaningful. Every echo of footsteps sounded too loud, as if the castle itself was listening.
"So, where are we going?" Leon shouted between breaths.
