As soon as I fell asleep, I was plunged into a familiar nightmare. The desolate city, the dim, eerie glow of streetlamps, and the looming shadow of Lucien. But this time, fear would not be my master. I would not cower. I would not run.
Lucien watched, a sinister smile playing on his lips. The shadows danced at his command, but I remained unmoved. My defiance seemed to anger him, the ground trembling beneath my feet. Yet, I stood firm, my resolve unwavering.
I approached the shattered remains of a car, a grotesque figure moaning within. With a deep breath, I moved closer, the ground shaking violently as the entity turned to face me.
My resolve wavered as I stumbled backward. A cacophony of maniacal laughter echoed through the desolate landscape, jolting me back to reality. I took a deep breath, steeling myself against the fear. The faceless creature lunged forward, a hideous screech tearing through the silence. I stood firm, refusing to yield.