C13 Void’s Embrace

The fall wasn't just a descent; it was an unraveling. One moment, solid(ish) light beneath their feet, the next – nothing. Only the howling void. Eveline’s scream tore itself raw from her throat, less a sound and more a physical rip of terror and defiance echoing in the suffocating blackness. Her fingers, already slick with her own blood and sweat