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The University
**Chapter 21: Shadows of Betrayal**
Mira lay still on the cold altar, her body trembling not from the chill, but from the storm of emotions raging within her. She felt utterly betrayed—by Nora, by Ryan, by everyone she thought she could trust. They weren’t her friends; they were monsters who had lured her into their trap with calculated precision. Sonia had been right all along. They were killers, and Mira was just another name on their long list of victims. She couldn’t fathom how she had let herself fall so deeply into their web of lies.
But then came the chilling realization: **she had no one else.** No family to miss her, no friends outside of this cursed town who would mourn her. Just like Sonia had said, Mira was the perfect victim. And as the thought settled, a cold wave passed through her, almost as if the air itself mourned her fate.
The room grew darker. The flickering torches dimmed, and an eerie silence blanketed the chamber. The cold deepened, making Matthew, Ann, and Yasmine shiver visibly. The oppressive atmosphere weighed on everyone.
“It’s almost time,” Nora announced gleefully, her eyes wide with excitement. “This is it—the sign. All of them are coming.”
Matthew, startled, asked, “All of them? Who are you talking about?”
Before Nora could respond, a shadow darted across the room. Then another. The darkness seemed to come alive, morphing into ominous figures that filled the chamber. They were everywhere—dark, faceless forms with shapes too vague to decipher yet too sinister to ignore. Their presence made the air feel thicker, suffocating. Matthew, Ann, and Yasmine froze in terror as their gazes darted across the room.
Nora laughed maniacally. “Them. The dead. They’re here for the sacrifice. Today, with this ritual,...
Mira lay still on the cold altar, her body trembling not from the chill, but from the storm of emotions raging within her. She felt utterly betrayed—by Nora, by Ryan, by everyone she thought she could trust. They weren’t her friends; they were monsters who had lured her into their trap with calculated precision. Sonia had been right all along. They were killers, and Mira was just another name on their long list of victims. She couldn’t fathom how she had let herself fall so deeply into their web of lies.
But then came the chilling realization: **she had no one else.** No family to miss her, no friends outside of this cursed town who would mourn her. Just like Sonia had said, Mira was the perfect victim. And as the thought settled, a cold wave passed through her, almost as if the air itself mourned her fate.
The room grew darker. The flickering torches dimmed, and an eerie silence blanketed the chamber. The cold deepened, making Matthew, Ann, and Yasmine shiver visibly. The oppressive atmosphere weighed on everyone.
“It’s almost time,” Nora announced gleefully, her eyes wide with excitement. “This is it—the sign. All of them are coming.”
Matthew, startled, asked, “All of them? Who are you talking about?”
Before Nora could respond, a shadow darted across the room. Then another. The darkness seemed to come alive, morphing into ominous figures that filled the chamber. They were everywhere—dark, faceless forms with shapes too vague to decipher yet too sinister to ignore. Their presence made the air feel thicker, suffocating. Matthew, Ann, and Yasmine froze in terror as their gazes darted across the room.
Nora laughed maniacally. “Them. The dead. They’re here for the sacrifice. Today, with this ritual,...
