C12 Chapter 12: A Dream That Wouldn’t End

The descent from the mountain was eerily peaceful.

The forest, once hostile and alive with strange phenomena, now seemed to sleep in its own silence. No birds swooped from the sky, no branches lashed out of nowhere, no hunters burst from behind the trees with weapons raised. The air was still, the mist curling faintly across the path as the car glided down the winding road