Cullum

The labyrinth collapsed.Iris Vale walked through it and survived.That should have been the end.It wasn't.Something new has taken hold—something quieter, colder, and far more dangerous. It does not chase. It does not attack. It studies, adapts, and removes. Not bodies. Not walls.You.Memories fade before they settle. Faces move without identity. Patterns no longer repeat—they are rewritten. What was...