Story 846: The Abyss Stares Back

The skyscraper loomed ahead, a crumbling husk of metal and shattered glass. Their only hope.

Evelyn’s heart pounded as she sprinted, every step echoing like a countdown to death. The Black Maw followed—silent, patient, savoring the chase.

Mia reached the entrance first, slamming into a rusted door and forcing it open. "Inside! Now!"

Reaper dove in next, then Evelyn. The Maw didn’t rush. It stood outside, watching them disappear into the shadows.

Waiting.

The building groaned under its own decay. Elevators long rusted shut. Hallways littered with debris. A graveyard of the past.

Reaper checked his shotgun. Two shells. Not nearly enough.

"What the hell is that thing?" Mia hissed, pressing her back against the wall. "It's not just infected."

Evelyn wiped sweat from her brow. "No. It's worse."

A deep, wet gurgle rumbled through the air.

The Maw had entered.

A slow, deliberate drip.

Then—silence.