Areeba and Rehan fell.
It felt endless—like sinking into a sea of shadows.
The whispers surrounded them.
"You broke the cycle. You must take his place."
Areeba tried to scream, but the darkness pushed into her mouth, her lungs, her mind.
Then—
A sudden stop.
She gasped, blinking.
They were no longer in the alley.
They were in a town. Silent. Empty. Dead.
Rehan's hand hovered over his gun. "Where are we?"
Areeba's stomach twisted. "I… I think this is the past."
The buildings around them looked old, forgotten. The street lamps flickered.
Then, in the distance, they heard it.
The low growl of a dog.
And the whispers of the dead.