chapter 66 : Haunted building part 4

I didn't know what was happening, a torrent of pessimistic thoughts were invading my mind, taking over every corner of my rationality. Anxiety grew with every second, like a hungry monster, devouring my strength. Darkness consumed me, and with it, the feeling of losing control, of crumbling into the abyss. Suddenly, in the middle of that nothingness, something persisted. It wasn't a thought, it wasn't a feeling. It was something deeper, something I couldn't name. Like a small but indomitable spark, that refused to be extinguished. It was a voice that, without saying a word, constantly whispered to me: "Get up." A voice that didn't let me give up, that clung to me like a beacon in the middle of the storm.