Chapitre 5: The Echo Chamber
Chapter 5: The Midnight Meeting
Dr. Emma Taylor checked her watch for what felt like the hundredth time. It was 11:45 PM, and she was supposed to meet the mysterious caller at the old oak tree in the park at midnight.
Emma's heart was racing with anticipation and a hint of fear. Who was this person, and what did they know about Sarah's case?
As she walked through the park, the only sound being the crunch of gravel beneath her feet, Emma felt a sense of unease wash over her. The trees seemed to loom over her, casting long, ominous shadows on the ground.
Suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness. Emma's heart skipped a beat as the figure approached her.
"Dr. Taylor," the figure said, its voice low and gravelly. "I'm glad you came."
Emma's eyes adjusted to the darkness, and she saw that the figure was a woman with long, curly hair and a kind face.
"Who are you?" Emma asked, trying to keep her voice steady.
"My name is Rachel," the woman replied. "I've been watching you, Dr. Taylor. I know all about Sarah's case, and I think I can help you."
Emma's curiosity was piqued. "What do you know about Sarah's case?" she asked.
Rachel hesitated, looking around nervously. "I know that Sarah's whispers are not just random sounds," she said. "I know that they're a message, a warning."
Emma's eyes widened. "A warning about what?" she asked.
Rachel leaned in close, her voice barely above a whisper. "A warning about the Echo Chamber," she said. "A place where the past and present collide, where the living and the dead communicate."
Emma's mind was reeling. What was Rachel talking about? And what did it have to do with Sarah's case?
As she stood there, trying to process the information, Emma felt a strange sensation wash over her. It was as if she was being pulled into the Echo Chamber, into a world beyond her own.
Rachel's eyes seemed to bore into hers, as if she could see right through to Emma's soul. "You're getting close to the truth, Dr. Taylor," she said. "But be careful. There are those who will stop at nothing to keep the Echo Chamber a secret."
Emma's heart was racing now. What was she getting herself into?
And then, just as suddenly as it had started, everything went black.
When Emma came to, she was lying on the ground, her head throbbing with pain. Rachel was nowhere to be seen.
But as Emma struggled to her feet, she saw something that made her blood run cold. A small piece of paper was lying on the ground, with a message scrawled on it in red ink:
"The Echo Chamber is real. And you're already inside."
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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