The memory keeper

was being watched, that unblinking eyes were trained on her from the darkness. Every step she took echoed through the hallway, making he

wn was changing, the buildings twisting and writhing like living things. The streets were empty, save for the people she knew, their faces distorted, their eyes black as coa

n. A darkness that had been awakened by her own actions. She felt a wave of guilt wash over her, like a tidal wave crashing on

she saw a figure standing in her way. It was her own reflection, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly ligh

o confront the dark legacy that had haunted her family for generations. A legacy of secrets, lies, and ancient powers th