Echo's: A Memory Thief's Vault
**Chapter Four: Echoes of Stolen Lives**
The cloaked figure led me into the depths of Number 13, Veneficus Lane, and the door closed behind us with a heavy thud, sealing me within the ancient building's secrets. The interior was dimly lit by a multitude of candles, casting dancing shadows upon the towering stacks of books that lined the walls.
As I followed the Mnemonist deeper into the labyrinthine passages of the Hidden Archive, I couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of their power. Could they unravel the twisted web of the stolen memory that had ensnared me? Could they unlock its mysteries and free me from its haunting whispers?
My thoughts were interrupted by the Mnemonist's voice, which...
The cloaked figure led me into the depths of Number 13, Veneficus Lane, and the door closed behind us with a heavy thud, sealing me within the ancient building's secrets. The interior was dimly lit by a multitude of candles, casting dancing shadows upon the towering stacks of books that lined the walls.
As I followed the Mnemonist deeper into the labyrinthine passages of the Hidden Archive, I couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of their power. Could they unravel the twisted web of the stolen memory that had ensnared me? Could they unlock its mysteries and free me from its haunting whispers?
My thoughts were interrupted by the Mnemonist's voice, which...