Story 842: The Void Awakening

The subway tunnel swallowed them whole, its suffocating darkness pressing in from all sides. Evelyn gripped her flashlight, her breath shallow. Every step echoed through the abandoned station, bouncing off the rusted tracks and crumbling concrete.

Mia winced, cradling her wounded shoulder. Blood seeped through her fingers. Reaper walked beside her, his shotgun steady, his eyes scanning every shadow.

"That thing..." Mia whispered, her voice shaking. "It wasn't just another mutation. It was something else."

Reaper nodded grimly. "The Crimson Harbinger. I've heard rumors. A Flesh Cult experiment—something designed to hunt. But if it's running... that means whatever's coming is worse."

Evelyn swallowed hard. "Then we need to keep moving."

A metallic groan echoed through the tunnel.

They froze.

The tracks trembled.

Then, a shrill, bone-chilling scream tore through the silence.

From the shadows ahead, a figure crawled into view.

It was human—or had been.