Chapter Twenty-Seven: “Into the Abyss”

Journal Entry – Day 27

The pit is always on my mind. Every time I pass it, I feel its pull—a nagging sense of unease, curiosity, and something else I can’t name. It’s just a hole in the ground, but it feels deliberate, intentional. I’ve been telling myself it’s nothing—a landslide, an accident, a quirk of nature—but my gut disagrees. Whoever—or whatever—dug it wanted it to be found.