Echoes of the Drag
READING AGE 16+
The city breathes smoke. Neon lights flicker like dying stars. Shadows whisper names no one remembers.
Salem Grey never asked to be broken—but reality fractured around him anyway. Each step drags him deeper into hallucinations that feel more real than the world outside. Faces blur, time skips, and voices echo through alleys that shouldn’t exist. Somewhere between the smog and silence, a prophecy is being written… and Salem is the ink.
But what if the voices aren’t illusions? What if the echoes are pieces of a truth too heavy to hold?
When the Drag calls, you don’t walk away—you unravel.
Unfold
The knock didn’t sound loud.
That was the problem.
It wasn’t urgent.
It wasn’t hesitant.
It wasn’t accidental.
It sounded… intentional.
Three taps. Evenly spaced. As if whoever stood on the other side already knew the door would open.
He froze mid-movement.
The drag burned low between his fingers, ……
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