Chapter 29 The Edge Of Despair

The world around Alex pulsed with a sickening rhythm, as shadows writhed and twisted like living things, manifestations of the Abyss itself. He'd been walking what felt like days, or maybe only minutes, in this eternal nightmare of shifting darkness. Each step felt heavier than the last, as if the very ground beneath him was pulling him deeper into the void. His heart pounded in his chest, not from the physical exertion but from the fear gnawing at him, the fear that Mara was slipping further from his reach. The very thought of losing her again, of failing her, was enough to drive him to the brink of madness.