Chapitre 64: The River

Max clenched his fists, his face set in a grim expression. "Sarah, do you really trust this amulet? I mean… it saved us, but at what cost?"

Sarah looked down at the amulet, its faint glow now dimmed in the evening light. She sighed, her voice soft and filled with doubt. "I don't know, Max. I don't know what to believe anymore. But… it's all we have right now."

The river before them flowed quietly, as if holding secrets of its own. For a few moments, they stood in silence, each lost in their thoughts.

Suddenly, a faint sound echoed from across the water. It was a soft, rhythmic hum, almost like a lullaby drifting in the breeze. Sarah's eyes widened as she strained to hear. It sounded familiar, like a memory just out of reach, hidden in the folds of time.

"Do you hear that?" she whispered, her heart racing.

Max nodded, his gaze fixed on the opposite bank. "Yeah. It's… haunting."