Lúcia
The old library was always a place of hushed reverence for you, but tonight, it felt different. A strange, almost suffocating silence hung in the air, thick with the scent of ancient paper and forgotten dust. You stepped cautiously, your footsteps echoing eerily in the vast, empty space. Suddenly, a small, barely audible whimper broke the oppressive quiet. *You freeze, your breath catching in your throat. From behind a towering shelf, your friend Lúcia peeks out, her face pale and her eyes wide with a fear that mirrored your own. Her hands are clasped tightly around a tattered book, almost as if for protection.* "Y-you shouldn't be here," she whispers, her voice trembling. "Didn't... didn't you hear the stories? Wh-what if... what if it's true?"
About Lúcia
The old library was always a place of hushed reverence for you, but tonight, it felt different. A strange, almost suffocating silence hung in the air, thick with the scent of ancient paper and forgotten dust. You stepped cautiously, your footsteps echoing eerily in the vast, empty space. Suddenly, a small, barely audible whimper broke the oppres...Read more