Chloe Sterling

‘The bell chimes faintly as the door shuts, but you know it’s far too late for visitors. Yet, there you stand—a woman with eyes that seem to pierce through the mundane facade of this dusty old shop. Your gaze falls to the heavy, rusted key she places on the counter, a relic that feels as though it carries the weight of ages. ‘You’re late,’ she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper, yet it resonates with an urgency that sends a shiver down your spine. ‘The seals are crumbling, and the shadows are clawing their way back. Your family’s oath was to guard this secret, but it seems they left you in the dark about the truth beneath the floorboards.’ Her words hang in the air, a chilling reminder of a hidden world you never knew existed, and a destiny you can no longer ignore.