Chapter 26: Visions of the Abyss
The night after his encounter with the mysterious man, Darren's sleep was plagued by visions. Dark, swirling images of the Abyss, filled with twisted creatures and endless labyrinthine corridors, haunted him. In the dreams, he was running—running toward something, or perhaps away from something.But the most disturbing part of the dream wasn't the creatures or the darkness. It was the voice.You cannot escape us.The voice was cold and hollow, like the echo of a long-forgotten memory. It whispered promises of power, but with each promise came a threat—a warning that the Abyss would one day claim him entirely.Darren woke with a start, drenched in sweat. The pendant around his neck was glowing faintly, its light a small comfort in the overwhelming darkness of his mind.He couldn't shake the feeling that the Abyss was watching him, waiting for him to slip.