Created-1 June, 2025
Chapter-160
Ravens were shrieking overhead, their panicked cries echoing the terror in Pepe's son's heart. He moved forward, his feet blur on the grass, but he couldn't escape the uneasiness that grew with each step. The birds weren't just fleeing; they were being hunted. And whatever had been chasing them with rhythmic thumps in the mist was now chasing him. The mist wasn't a void; it was the veil of a predator that had found its new prey.