Isaac_Prah

For 2,500 years, the city of Brebos has stood silent—its people vanished without a trace, leaving only empty streets and lingering whispers. Now, strange disturbances have begun once more, and The Circle Enforcers, an elite investigative force, are sent to uncover the truth.

Veteran enforcers Gean and Lora arrive in Brebos, expecting another routine case. But as they push deeper into the haunted ruins and twisting forests, they realize something unnatural is at work. Their fellow enforcers disappear one by one, unseen figures move in the darkness, and the very air hums with whispers from the past.

A single message echoes through the city:

"It sees you."

With their escape routes vanishing and reality itself beginning to shift around them, Gean and Lora must unravel the city’s secret before it consumes them. But the deeper they dig, the more they realize—Brebos was never truly abandoned.

Something is still here.

And it doesn’t want them to leave.

THE CIRCLE ENFORCERS:SHADOWS OF BREBOS

The tunnels trembled as the ancient door behind them groaned and cracked apart. A deep, guttural sound—not quite a voice, but something deeper, more primal—rippled through the stone.

Lora clenched her fists, heart hammering. The air itself seemed to tighten, pressing against her ribs.

"Move!" Gean's voice was sharp, urgent.

His lantern swung wildly as he sprinted forward, its flickering glow barely illuminating the damp, winding corridor. Lora and Orin followed, their footsteps echoing in eerie synchronization.

The ground quivered beneath them, a deep, subtle vibration, like a pulse from something far beneath the earth.

Behind them, the sound shifted—from a distant wail to a low, rhythmic hum.

They ran until their lungs burned.

The passage opened into a massive underground chamber, its ceiling lost in darkness.

At first, Lora thought they had stepped into a graveyard of metal.

But beyond their heads hanged chains.

Hundreds of them, dangling from above, rusted yet swaying, though there was no wind.

The air smelled of damp stone and old iron—but beneath that, something else. Something rotting.

Orin hesitated. "This isn't a natural cave."

Lora agreed. The walls were carved, smooth in places, yet scarred with deep claw-like grooves in others.

Faint, etched into the stone, glowing with a dull, pulsing light.

Just like the ones on the door they had opened.

Gean reached for one of the chains, frowning. "These restraints… they're not just old. They're—"

She wasn't in the chamber anymore.

The chains were whole, gleaming like blackened silver.

Torches burned in iron sconces, casting an eerie red glow over a circle of cloaked figures.

They stood in silence. Still. Waiting.

Something dragged across the stone.

The procession moved forward, slowly, deliberately.

At the center was a figure bound in chains, its form shifting, flickering between shapes that defied understanding.

Not human,not animal. It was something else.

Lora felt its rage, its pain—and something worse.

A voice—not her own—whispered through her mind.

Orin got frausted with Lora's unconscious absence. He grabed from the ground, very close to the walls, a bone-like stone. Trying to bring Lora back, he initiated a move to strike her with it but Gean not thinking twice just called out her name three times and just pushed her with his two fist.

Lora gasped, yanked violently back to reality.

She stumbled against the wall, her vision swimming not realising immediatelywhere she was.

"Lora?" Orin grabbed her arm. "Are you alright?"

"I saw them," she whispered. "The ones who locked it away."

Orin stiffened. "Locked what away?"

Lora's gaze drifted to the swaying chains, the glowing symbols, the deep scars in the stone.

We are up against something big and mysterious. We've got to return.

Lora cried out "WE HAVE TO RETURN LIKE NOW".

THE HOLLOW ECHO (PART 1)