Whispers in the darkness

Previously

…Sofie clung to Lisa, the offer of companionship a small balm to her frayed nerves. But even as Lisa spoke, a faint, chilling echo of the whispers seemed to curl around the edges of her hearing, a mocking reminder that safety was a fragile illusion. The shadows in Lisa’s apartment, though less pronounced than in her own, still seemed to hold a deeper darkness, a hint of the malevolence that was now a tangible presence in her life. She was no longer just Sofie Young, ordinary girl. She was Sofie Young, the girl whose nightmares were coming true. And she was terrifyingly, utterly alone in facing them.