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Eternal Midnight

"Eternal Midnight" follows Ethan, trapped in a nightmarish time loop where each day repeats with chilling precision. As he struggles to break free, Ethan uncovers dark secrets and faces sinister forces manipulating his reality. Filled with spine-tingling suspense and pulse-pounding twists, the novel explores Ethan's battle for survival and sanity against an unseen malevolence lurking in the shadows.

12446 · Fantasy
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4 Chs

Chapter 3: The Veiled Offer

Ethan's heart raced as he woke to the blaring alarm clock, the echoing whispers of the wind still fresh in his mind. He silenced the clock with trembling hands, the room feeling colder than before. The voices lingered in the air, a haunting reminder of the darkness that awaited him outside.

With a sense of trepidation, Ethan rose from his bed and made his way to the bathroom. The mirror seemed to mock him, reflecting back a pale, haggard version of himself. He tried to shake off the feeling of unease, but it clung to him like a ghost.

Breakfast was a silent affair, his parents' worried glances speaking volumes. The news droned on in the background, but Ethan barely registered the words. His mind was consumed with thoughts of the whispers, the shadows, the sense of impending doom that seemed to follow him wherever he went.

As he walked to school, the wind whispered secrets in his ear, promising horrors yet to come. Ethan quickened his pace, desperate to escape the suffocating embrace of the darkness that loomed over him like a specter.

Classes passed in a blur, the day stretching out before him like an endless nightmare. Mrs. Collins' voice seemed to fade into the background as Ethan's thoughts turned inward, grappling with the impossible reality he found himself trapped in.

At lunch, Ethan found himself drawn once again to the secluded corner of the cafeteria. The whispers followed him, swirling around him like a vortex of darkness. He felt as though he were teetering on the edge of a precipice, a single step away from oblivion.

And then, as the final bell rang and Ethan prepared to leave school, he felt a presence behind him. He turned, his heart pounding in his chest, to see nothing but shadows dancing in the dim light.

"Who's there?" Ethan called out, his voice echoing in the empty hallway.

But there was no response, only the faint echo of his own words bouncing off the walls. Ethan's breath caught in his throat as he realized that he was truly alone, trapped in a nightmare from which there seemed to be no escape.

As he made his way home, the whispers grew louder, more insistent. They seemed to be guiding him, leading him toward some unknown destination. Ethan followed their lead, his heart pounding in his chest with each step.

And then, just as before, the lightning split the sky, the deafening crack of thunder echoing in Ethan's ears. Darkness consumed him once more, the world fading into blackness as he fell into the void.

When Ethan opened his eyes, he was back in his bed. The alarm clock blared—6:30 AM. But this time, there was no sense of relief, no hope of breaking free from the nightmare that had become his reality. He was trapped, alone in the darkness, with only the whispers to guide him. And as the shadows closed in around him, Ethan knew that he was truly lost.