Every muscle in Nathan’s body screamed at him to run, to move, to do anything—but he couldn’t. His fingers trembled as he reached for his phone, his mind begging him to call for help, but his body refused to obey his commands. He was completely frozen, paralyzed by the terrifying sight unfolding right in front of him. He couldn’t tear his eyes away.
The figures moved slowly and precisely across the room, and every time they shifted or crawled, Nathan’s stomach twisted into tight knots of fear. This wasn’t just ordinary terror—he was horrified by the sheer impossibility of what he was seeing. He was witnessing things that couldn’t possibly be real, yet every move the figures made proved they were very much real.
