A wind that didn't belong to this world whispered through the empty streets, carrying the echoes of something distant.
Jude took a slow step forward, his heartbeat steady but cautious.
Where am I?
The entity stirred but did not answer.
He knew one thing for certain.
Whatever this place was, he wasn't alone.
And someone, something, was already watching.
Jude remained motionless, listening to the unnatural wind as it carried the echoes of something distant, something waiting. His breathing was steady, but his hands trembled slightly. The city around him was quiet, too quiet. It felt abandoned, yet not entirely lifeless. The buildings, towering with dark metal and strange, curved designs, seemed too intact for a place long forgotten. No debris, no signs of decay. Just silence. The sky above pulsed with faint streaks of unnatural colors, shifting and twisting like oil over water. He didn't belong here, and yet, he was here.
