The Darkness Consumes

Eira's heart raced as the footsteps drew closer, the sound echoing off the cold cellar walls. She backed away, her eyes fixed on the darkness, her sword trembling in her hand.

Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, its presence seeming to fill the room. Eira tried to scream, but her voice was frozen in her throat.

The figure loomed closer, its face twisted into a grotesque grin. Eira saw her own reflection in its eyes, distorted and terrified.

As the figure reached out a bony hand, Eira's sword fell to the ground, her muscles paralyzed with fear. The hand closed around her wrist, its grip like ice.

And then, the darkness consumed her.

Eira was trapped in a living nightmare, unable to move or escape. The figure's grin grew wider, its eyes burning with an otherworldly light.

As the darkness closed in, Eira realized that she was doomed. The last thing she saw was Aria's face, her eyes filled with a sorrowful apology.

And then, everything went black.