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 chains stilled.The air grew heavier, pressing down like a weight on their chests.

The whispers returned.Not one,not two but many.

A layered, overlapping chorus of voices, speaking in a language just beyond comprehension.

Then, the lantern light flickered.

Something was pressing against it.

Lora tightened her grip on her weapon. "We need to move. Now."

Orin turned toward the tunnel they had entered from.

Lora followed his gaze.The entrance was gone.

In its place, a new tunnel stretched forward, one they didn't remember seeing before. A bit hollow and scarier this time.

The walls were different here, etched with glowing symbols, pulsating in time with a faint, distant heartbeat.

Gean tightened his grip. "We don't have a choice. We go forward."

They moved cautiously, the silence crushing, their footsteps unnaturally loud against the damp stone.

Each breath became visible, curling like fog.

Orin slowly pulled back his sleeve.

A long, jagged mark had appeared across his forearm. The skin was raw and frostbitten, as if something freezing cold had just brushed against him.

"I didn't see anything," he whispered.

Not theirs but that of an entity they don't know.

Lora's stomach twisted. "We're not alone."

Gean turned sharply, his lantern swinging across.

Darkness swallowed them like a snake swallows it's prey.

Lora pressed her back against the wall, forcing her breathing to steady.

The only light left was her lantern and Orin's, their flickering flames barely piercing the thick, unnatural blackness.

Gean cursed under his breath, drawing his blade.Then, the whispers stopped immediately.

A silence so absolute, it rang in their ears.

Her fingers brushed against the symbols carved into the wall.

A doorway of shifting light stood before her.

A figure, draped in deep red robes, stood at its threshold. Their face was obscured by the flickering glow, but their posture was rigid, their hands clutching something tightly.

A language Lora did not recognize.

The doorway shimmered, its light distorting into a writhing, shifting darkness.

The robed figure took a step back.Then another.

Their voice turned desperate, their words sharp, cutting through the air like a warning.

And then,a phrase Lora understood.

Lora snapped back, gasping for air. With no one waking her.

A sharp pain lanced through her skull, and when she raised her hand to her face,her nose was bleeding.

Orin grabbed her arm. "Lora? What happened?"

She staggered, the remnants of the vision still clawing at the edges of her mind. "Something's wrong. The light—it was never meant to be opened."

Gean's expression darkened. "You're saying we let something out?"

Lora nodded, wiping the blood from her nose. "And we can't look at it."

A deep, rasping exhale filled the tunnel behind them.

A chorus of overlapping voices, each speaking in different tones, different pitches—a cacophony of sound that made their bones vibrate.

The Hollow Echo (Part 2)