The first time I heard it...It was a whisper.
I had gone down to the lower floor to check the old generator. The hallway was empty. No monsters. No sounds.
Just dark.
And then—
"Turn around."
A voice, right behind me. Cold. Deep. Not human.
I turned—nothing.
But the dark… it moved. Like it watched me.
I ran back up. But for a second, I wasn't in the hallway anymore. I was somewhere else—A forest of bones. A sky made of skin. Wolves howling in the distance, but they were upside down, crawling across the air.
Then I blinked—and I was back.
Sweating. Gasping. Alone.
That's when I realized:
The All Dark had found me.
It doesn't show itself fully. It doesn't have a body. It's a presence—a force.
Sometimes, you hear its voice. Sometimes it shows a face in the corner of your eye.Sometimes, it just waits in a room until you're alone.
And sometimes… it touches you.
When it does, you vanish. Some come back. Twisted. Insane.Some never return at all.
And in the past week, four people have disappeared.
The little girl?She still doesn't speak. But I swear—
Every time The All Dark comes close…She smiles.