Unfolding [1]

Chapter - 112

The room lay cloaked in an impenetrable darkness, the only illumination emanating from the ethereal glow of the moon as it spilled through the window, casting a feeble light on the scene. Rick, oblivious to the nocturnal proceedings, lay sprawled across the bed, ensnared in the clutches of deep slumber. Surprisingly, the rabbit had found an oddly comfortable perch atop his stomach, its tiny form rising and falling with each rhythmic breath of its human companion.

As the clock struck past midnight, the door groaned open, an eerie creak slicing through the silence. A mysterious silhouette slipped into the room, moving with the grace and precision of a seasoned ninja. The intruder, a figure shrouded in shadows, advanced with careful steps, ensuring that the floor beneath remained undisturbed.