Chapitre 216: Story 216: The Whispering Tomb

The wind howled through the jagged canyon as Damien Rook and Lena ventured deeper into the Whispering Tomb, a cavern said to hold ancient secrets. The walls, carved with eerie symbols, seemed to pulse with life, casting faint shadows as their torchlight flickered. Every step echoed in the narrow passage, and Damien could feel the weight of unseen eyes watching them.

“This place is bad news,” Lena muttered, her grip tightening on her knife.

Damien nodded. “I know. But the artifact is here. The one that can turn the tide against the Zombie King.”

For weeks, they had followed cryptic clues, piecing together the location of an ancient relic—the Heart of the Damned, said to grant its wielder immense power. Power that Damien needed to end the Zombie King’s reign of terror. But as they ventured further, the air grew colder, and the faint whispers began, barely audible but chilling to the bone.

“Damien…” The voice was soft, almost gentle, but unmistakably familiar.