Ava was suspended in the darkness, an endless void that seemed to stretch infinitely in every direction. The air was heavy, thick with the oppressive weight of despair, pressing down on her chest until each breath became a battle. The darkness was not just around her—it was within her, creeping through her veins, coiling around her heart like a snake ready to strike. Every beat of her heart echoed through the abyss, a lonely, hollow sound that only served to remind her of how utterly alone she was.
"You're nothing without them," the whispers began, soft at first, like the rustling of leaves in a forgotten forest. But as they continued, they grew louder, more insistent, a chorus of venomous voices that clawed at her mind. "You failed them all, Ava. Every. Single. One."