Ethan’s breath hitched, his pulse hammering against his ribs like a fist against a locked door. The
graveyard felt smaller now, the air suffocating, thick with something unseen.
Lillian didn’t move.
The Blood Moon bathed her in crimson light, her wild curls catching the wind like shadows in fire. She looked neither frightened nor shocked,only expectant. As if she had known this moment was coming.
Ethan stepped back, his boots sinking slightly into the damp earth. His mind screamed for logic, for something that made sense.
But logic didn’t belong here. Not when a corpse had just said his name.
The thing that had crawled from the grave twitched, its lips parting, skin stretching over teeth too
white, too exposed. Its throat convulsed, dry and cracking like old parchment as if it were trying to remember how to breathe.
Then,a whisper.
Low. Garbled. Not quite human.
“Ethan Graves.”
A slow, burning chill crept up Ethan’s spine.
The voice was wrong. Not just because it was coming from the dead,but because it sounded like two voices layered over each other.
One deep and fractured.
One hollow and distant.
Lillian let out a slow breath, her lips parting in what could have been awe.
Or satisfaction.
“He remembers you,” she murmured.
Ethan’s throat tightened.
This wasn’t right. This wasn’t natural.
A gust of wind sliced through the graveyard, curling through the tombstones, making them shudder like teeth in a dying man’s mouth. Something was watching.
Ethan felt it before he saw it.
A shift in the air. A weight heavier than the night itself.
Then, a whisper.
Not from the corpse. From the shadows.
“You have stepped beyond the veil.”
The voice was smooth, quiet,too quiet. It didn’t carry in the wind. It slithered.
Ethan whirled around.
And there,standing beyond the grave,was something that should not have been there.
A figure.
Tall. Cloaked. Motionless.
It did not belong to the world. Not entirely.
Its robes were dark,not just in color, but in existence, as if the very fabric of it had been woven from shadows that
refused to let the light touch them. The moon's crimson glow should have illuminated it. But instead, the figure swallowed the light, devoured it, as if it existed just outside the rules of this world.
Ethan’s body locked up.
The corpse at his feet stilled. The entire graveyard held its breath.
Lillian did not.
She turned toward the figure, calm, collected.
Waiting.
The wind howled through the trees, but the figure’s cloak did not move.
And then,it stepped forward.
The moment its foot touched the ground, a pressure slammed into Ethan’s chest. He gasped,
staggering backward, his heart racing as if something unseen had just gripped his ribs and squeezed.
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The figure spoke again.
“You are not the first to wake the dead.”
Ethan’s breath came sharp and shallow.
The voice was wrong.
It wasn’t just sound,it was a thing in itself. A whisper that coiled through his bones, brushing against the inside of his
skull, speaking from the hollow places of his own mind.
“You will not be the last.”
The sky felt lower. The wind felt heavier.
Lillian stepped forward.
She was not afraid.
She lifted her chin slightly, her gold-flecked eyes burning beneath the moonlight. “I’ve read about you,” she murmured.
The figure tilted its head.
And that was when Ethan saw it.
Or rather, what wasn’t there.
No face.
No flesh.
Beneath the hood, there was only darkness.
Not empty. Not void.
Something deeper. Something alive.
It pulsed. It breathed.
Ethan’s stomach clenched.
Lillian, however, simply smiled.
“You are the Whispering Man.”
The wind roared. The trees groaned.
The graveyard twisted, the tombstones seeming to lean inward, drawn toward the figure like iron to a magnet.
Ethan’s every muscle screamed to run.
But his feet would not move.
The Whispering Man extended a single, skeletal hand from beneath its cloak.
And the corpse,the thing that had spoken his name, collapsed.
It did not fall.
It did not die.
It simply ceased.
Its body caved inward as if the breath had been sucked from its lungs, as if its existence had been revoked.
And then, with a voice soft enough to be mistaken for wind through the trees, the Whispering Man spoke one final time.
“Some doors should not be opened.”
And just like that,he was gone.
Not walked away.
Not faded.
Gone.
Ethan let out a breath he didn’t know he had been holding.
The graveyard felt different.
Smaller. Darker.
Lillian turned to him, slowly, deliberately.
And she whispered
“Tell me, Ethan, do you want to know what comes next?”
And for the first time, Ethan did not have an answer.
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