The whispers call

Previously

…The whispers were gone, but their echo lingered, a chilling reminder of their power. She had confronted the source, and it had shown her a glimpse of its terrifying reality. She had survived, but the victory felt hollow. She was more entangled than ever, her connection to the whispers now undeniable, a terrifying promise of what was to come. The mill stood silent, its secrets still locked within its decaying walls, but Sofía knew she had only scratched the surface. The whispers had retreated, but they had not forgotten her. They would call again. And the next time, she wasn't sure she would be able to resist.