Whispers in the Dark

Previously

…Not just simple wanderings off, but vanishing without a trace, leaving behind only a lingering sense of unease. The accounts were vague, filled with the superstitious ramblings of the time, but one phrase caught her eye: “The shadows themselves seemed to swallow them whole.” Her breath hitched. Shadows. The word pulsed with a dark significance. She read on, her heart pounding a frantic rhythm against her ribs. The text spoke of a local belief, a superstition that had been largely dismissed by the more rational minds of the era, but one that persisted in hushed tones: that the woods bordering Blackwood Creek held a deeper, more ancient