WHISPERS IN THE DARKROOM

Whispers in the Darkroom

The potions swirled aggressively in their trays, casting a sickly orange glow on the walls. Each click of the timer triggered a fresh wave of unease through me. I stood there, still, as the whispers whispered from the darkness. Could they coming from the developer? Or perhaps it was just my own delusions playing tricks on me? A cold sensation ran d

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